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healingmirthSo I don't know what they put in the water at Dancing With the Stars this week, but I couldn't even make myself watch the first 3 routines. Train. Wreck. Worse than my usual zoning out when the first 20 seconds doesn't hook me, I actually fast-forwarded through them, even the judges' comments.
But oh, Lance and Lacey! I feel totally redeemed for funneling them my however-many-per-email-address votes we've gotten every week to keep the new girl and the gay guy on the show, because this week I was SO PROUD of them. Like, proud like I'd be of people I actually know. Hooray for learning! And whupping Brooke and her stupid preternatural talent and hyperextended legs.
But oh, Lance and Lacey! I feel totally redeemed for funneling them my however-many-per-email-address votes we've gotten every week to keep the new girl and the gay guy on the show, because this week I was SO PROUD of them. Like, proud like I'd be of people I actually know. Hooray for learning! And whupping Brooke and her stupid preternatural talent and hyperextended legs.
