I think my brain is leaking out my ears

Because there was nothing on TV last night and I couldn't be bothered to read a book (shut up! My latest tome weighs in at dickety-six pages and I can't be setting that thing on my belly all the time. It hurts!), I flipped channels like a madwoman. Yes, I watched a few bits of the American Idol finale. Yes, Bo Bice (WHY do I know his name) looks like my ex-obsession from my mid-twenties, Goatee Boy. Yes, Carrie will probably win, but Bo will probably have some sort of career -- perhaps taking over as the next Bob Seger? (Not that that's a bad thing...) But what's worse is I actually watched part of Chaotic: Britney & Kevin. I hate myself. Because now I know -- because Britney/Brandine told us -- that "the sex is really great." People, my fetus HEARD that! Scarred for life. Here's the recap on Television Without Pity.