The "Ds" have it.

So every Monday night I come home from work with the hope of doing homework or researching for an upcoming paper...but every Monday night I get sucked in. Dancing with the stars and Deal or No Deal have me bouncing between the two channels and wearing out the channel button on the remote. Why? I don't even know three fourths of the stars on Dancing with the Stars and I hate gameshows where people are stupid and blow hundreds of thousands of dollars. But there I am yelling at the people to DEAL DEAL DEAL you idiot! I'm not even that into T.V. But there I sit. Watching. I'll be honest I'm more into the dancing...and most people know I'm obsessed with the summer show called So You Think You Can Dance (I have every episode of the last two seasons, Melanie and Laura can attest to that). Seriously I am. I like dancing. And I'm just going to throw this out there but a certain someone (won't name names but it is one of two aforementioned above) and I would go to her gym that she managed late and night and dance the night away "exercising" we liked to call it. And Dancing With The Stars I got attached to while living in London as I ate popcorn with Mrs. O'Neill the older Irish landlady. And then just recently stumbled onto it here. So there. I'm just putting it out there. Call me what you want.