brace urself. i am about to disappoint u, gg fans.

in exactly 1 week, WMIJ (flashback: the world's most intense jew) and i will resume cohabitation. unless her plane is stuck in israel! and unless she decided to get married there! then, she decided to stay there foreverrrrr! not necessarily in that order... ok so im not actually that uncaring, callous, malicious, and despicable. but ya, lets just say im not thrilled to go back.

i am however, excited to go back for a gossip girl hunt! but, how, u ask? cuz of huge orange posters. the city mandates that they're put up at a location before filming begins there. it even tells u what show or movie it will be! some genius even started a website to compile all orange poster info, including gossip girl's daily locations! which makes that man is my hero. my buddha. my oprah.

at school, there's a lot of gg fans. on monday nights, herds of girls flock to the tv lounges. their stampede usually reminds me to start running towards a tv, cuz god forbid i get there at 7:59pm and miss the first 10 seconds... only gg slackers settle for missing that much of an all new episode. and i am not a gg slacker-

until today. today, I FORGOT TO WATCH GOSSIP GIRL. basically, my whole self identity went out the window. and of all ways to discover this travesty, it was via fra. who, after being informed of my gg slackerness, proceeded to spill all the juice. luckily, at that very moment, i lost consciousness and consequently he failed at ruining a probably perfectly amazing episode.

i know some of u dont watch gossip girl, but if u transcribe the above narrative to lost (perhaps the season 5 premiere), im sure u will understand my current state of agony.