
And, of course, there is the matter of now having complete and total validation for reading all the celebrity gossip crap that I adore: I am now getting paid to feed the obsession.
*some kind of victory/happy dance might be happening right now*
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In other news.... I was planning on going to X-Factor auditions in London yesterday, but wussed out and decided not to at the last minute. After deciding last-minute on Wednesday that I WAS going to go. I read an article about the X-Factor first audition process on Saturday that completely turned me off. I guess I am too proud, too old, and fancy myself too dignity-laden to go through 11 hours of waiting to be told "Sorry, not this time."
However, I am now planning on jumping on the Britain's Got Talent train, so never fear! My dreams of taking the easy road to fame and fortune are not dead. ;)
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Thoughts appreciated. Advice welcome. Douche-baggery scoffed at then deleted.