I'm coming to you a few hours late because I was just at the most awesome show, Yellowfever opening up for Ponytail. I can't believe I didn't know about the first band before tonight, they are crazy good. Check them out. Anyway, let's do this bitch. It's the finale. I won't see you again, won't see Ryan again or Simon, for a very long time. That makes me almost unbelievably sad. It's like you, then Ryan, then Simon, then Kara by a hair, then people. That song, that stage, the whole predictable thing. Famous people in the audience for no reason. Those people looking at Janice Dickinson and wondering why she's there.
What the eff are we going to do with each other for two hours? I am talking 100 million votes, 624 mill total, but like that matters. I can't imagine what the hell is going to happen in this episode. Randy's wearing a bowtie, that should take approx ten. And it does! I could be writing the Gossip Girl finale recap, which was actually awesome, in between the parts of this where Randy tries not at all to make me love him. Kara's montage is her telling people honestly and realistically that we live in the real world: remember when she was Simon, but a hot chick? And we respected her so much? I still do. But I get it.
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