It’s time for a brief dip into True Blog Confessions and then a funny line. Why a dip into TBC? Well, to tell you the funny line I have to admit that I watch a teeny-bopper, uber-emo show. But so does my Husband. So, at least we’re lame together.

We’re totally addicted to One Tree Hill. And have been for awhile. There, I said it. Last night’s episode delivered a few funny lines. I thought my readers would appreciate this one.

The only thing people use the internet for is complaining and p0rn.

My Husband looked at me, smirked and I threatened to throw a pillow about him and follow it up with a complaint about him on teh intrawebz!

That said, I’m tired of Lindsey but I can’t bring myself to read the spoiler blogs. Why? Because, what if Lucas doesn’t call off the wedding? What if he DOES marry her? Doesn’t he know that he’s supposed to marry PEYTON! ZOMG! Yeah. I told you. I get all teen-angst-emo about the show. I feel very much the same way as I did when I was trying to see if Ross and Rachel would get together in the end. Then again, that time frame was emotionally skewed since the Friends writers were busy writing crappy stereotypes about the birth mother that gave birth to Chandler and Monica’s twins. Oh, adoption. Why must you be in all of my shows? (That said, yes, adoption has marred OTH from very early on as Peyton had a “mom” and a “birth mom.” And an absentee dad. In fact, everyone has/had absentee parents. That’s what teen shows are about! WEE!)

Of course, I initially wanted Dawson and JD to be together but then switched it to JD and Pacey. (Though I just wrote Dawson and Pacey and that made me laugh out loud.) So, technically I’m winning in my wishes for people to be together. But I don’t want to wait until the show ends for Peyton and Lucas to be together. I need immediate gratification. NOW! NOW!

How’s this post for a departure from my normal angst since people have been complaining to be about being to complain-y? Ah, but, dontcha see? That’s what the internet is for. Ah yes.

Anyway. Get back to your complaining. Because there ain’t no p0rn here! *smirk*

(I think the line goes along well with the light-bulb moment presented in Judy’s recent post, no?)