Have I mentioned that I've lately become addicted to America's Next Top Model? I probably have a million times (I have a vague memory of mentioning that I love it because I'm such a Zoolander fan, but I'm too lazy to search my own blog right now). I can't look away; I'm completely mesmerised by the Tyra Crazy (especially when she wears head scarves, but ESPECIALLY when she gets all over-dramatic, which is like all the time). Today I totally rushed home from German tutoring at Starbucks, just so that I could catch the episode where they go to Australia (ANTM doesn't show on my channels until Sunday evenings). (Seriously: Tyra in a kangaroo costume? There was no way I was going to miss that kind of crazy.)
That's all. I just felt the need to confess.