Dudes.

I was sitting under the dryer at the salon tonight, enough tinfoil on my head to communicate with Pluto, when it dawned on me that I completely forgot to TiVo the Britney Spears Spectacular.

Seriously. How daft can I be? Were highlights and a new hairstyle enough reasons to forget the sole purpose of any of us owning a television, let alone being conscious and engaged in life itself? I think not.

With lightening-quick speed, I dashed to my purse and made a quick call to my husband who, despite being K-Fed up to here with my Britney Spears obsession, agreed to TiVo Chaotic for me so that I could handle their truth when I was done.

So here I sit, waiting for our dinner to finish cooking, ready to, you know, handle some of her truth. Their truth. Their trashiness. I am so excited that I'm just seconds away from ripping into the bag of Baked Cheetos in my kitchen and going to town.

Tell me. Did you watch? I know you did.

Posted by Erin at 08:47 PM | filed under: Supastah