Don’t Judge Me

I like American Idol this season.

Rory, my work buddy, tells me that’s what happens when you have nothing to do. So clearly being unemployed is my excuse for liking it.

As much as I want to root for the Momos David and Brooke, but I have a fondness for Carly. Maybe it’s the accent and the tattoos or her pretty freaking awesome voice.

Judge me, I dare you. But I know there is a monster lurking in your closet as well. And it won’t be pretty.