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Dear American Idol Voting Public:

SERIOUSLY????

Just so you know, you've pissed me off already and it's on. I have two people I'm voting for, period. (Unless Kris or Danny pull me in. They have the potential to do so.) It's Allison and Anoop all the way for me, since I'm pissed that this early you got rid of my third.

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So I was listening to the radio. And "Stuck on You" was on and I was thinking about how Lionel Richie totally should have done a completely country album and the thought hit me (a really awesome thought, you'll be astounded at the awesome)...

"How awesome would it be to have Lionel Richie and Kenny Rogers do a duet?"

Come on, that's totally awesome!

Anyway, of course that leads to me dashing to my computer to tell you all about that awesome idea, and then I realized I should totally check YouTube as well. Jackpot! (Also, a study in why plastic surgery and the eyes = bad idea.)

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So I'm sitting in my apartment, playing on the computer. One lamp is on, the patio door is open, it's gray and raining out (this happened in the last half hour, the raining part). The temperature is dropping considerably.

And all of a sudden I hear "Heather". Female voice, slightly tinny quality.

There's not anyone in the hallway outside my apartment door. My neighbor isn't on her balcony. My dog didn't even react. But clear as a bell, I heard my name, as if it was being said down a long tube.

The temptation to demand protection by really hot brothers is strong.