And on a similar note...
My name is Larisa. And I am addicted to celebrity gossip.
Its true. I am a complete junky. I am entirely too familiar with the shenanigans of Paris, Britney, and Lindsay. On my downtime in lab, I'm surfing my fave sites for my daily fix:
popsugar.com for a very sunny-side-up version
perezhilton.com for a nastier version. Yeah, its kinda harsh and ridiculously catty but the biotch inside needs a bit of a chuckle from time to time.
justjared.com because they always have tons of pics.
I know. Its sad. This is my cry for help. I need an emergency intervention.
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Would that I could say "eeewwww!" - but I am over 50. I had no idea you harbored this thrill for cheap voyeurism. Paris was forced on me today - and not in a good way - in that she was the lead story in the 5 o'clock news (sacrificing her designer duds for jail-house stripes - and not the good stripes) ahead of a much more sobering local story (no details - no need to bring down the spirit of the blog). All that to say - WTH? But I love you anyway.
Oh, come on, uncadave. You know you went to check out those sites as soon as you saw them. Admit it! You love it too!
A little lesson in
Sorry for the little squirt of a comment previously - a case of premature publication....
A little lesson in progenomeny - the art or science (as you wish) of naming a child. A child's name is usually indicative of something of importance to the parent(s), such as family heritage or an ancestor. In particular, a close ancestor. More in particular, the father. In Paris Hilton's case, her mother named her after a city!!! I think I made my point. =8-)
Sissy,
This is something I certainly did not know about you! When did this happen, kiddo? Is there a cure for it?
Love, Mom
I'm happy to report that my addiction has faded recently. It only comes in bursts. 95% of the time, I'm a perfectly normal human being. :)
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