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Hello Everyone.

My name is Elizabeth, and I am an Adam-a-holic.

Yes, my friends, I realized the extent of my addiction this morning. It all started out with some innocent Spring cleaning on a lazy Saturday afternoon, and I thought it would be a nice idea to clean out my DVR since I was at about 98%. So I found myself going back to my old Idol recordings and came upon a simple little Adam Lambert "Satisfaction." Ooo, yummy, I thought to myself. I forgot how good that was. Well, can't delete that one. Keep it in there just a little bit longer in case I need to go back to it.

Moving on. Oh, lookie there. It's Adam, in a quite sexy blue leather jacket with a matching blue hair streak, singing "Black or White." Ah yes, this is the performance where all the judges gave him praise. Oh, I just love the part where he sings the line "And I told them about equality." Yes, that was good. Need to rewind and watch again. (Elizabeth, I say . . you might be becoming a little obsessed.) Ignore that little demon voice for now. And yes, it would be silly to delete this one (just in case, you know, research).

And then I suddenly recalled a dream I had last night. Oh, my. I did in fact have a dream about Adam Lambert! Now I am a woman in her later 20's mind you. I should not be having a dream about a young man who is probably in his early 20's (and who is probably not even batting for my team). But alas, I did. It was just a kiss, and then he was out of my life. Oh, shoot! That will probably be the closest I will ever get to him, I seriously think to myself.

It was at this point, I found myself recalling the days when I was just a little tyke, in love with Donnie Wahlberg from New Kids on the Block. Yes. I wrote Donnie a letter when I was about 10 years old, thinking there was a 100% chance my Donnie would find it, read it, and we would be one. I remember kissing this letter, circling where I had kissed it, and asking Donnie to do the same. Now I probably shouldn't be confessing all this to you, but I do it for a reason.

And the reason is this.

I need help guys. An intervention if you will. My thoughts have been invaded by Adam Lambert and I must stop. I must stop. I must stop. I must stop. This stuff might have been cute in my tens (heck I can't even say something like 20's because I was that young! I didn't mean to say teens, I actually meant 10's!), but it can't possibly be cute or even right for that matter in my 20's! And I want to make sure I point out, again, later 20's. If you don't do it for me, do it for yourself. So that I may write unbiased recaps for you. Oh, wait. Lookie there, The Graduate is occupying my DVR as well. Oh, we can definitely delete that. It's a whole movie and who needs to watch that again?

Thanks, guys.

Sincerely,
Elizabeth Lambert
I mean
Elizabeth M. Lambert
Ms. Elizabeth M.-Lambert
Liz Lambert (ah, Liz Lambert. Now that has a nice ring to it, don't ya think?)

Comments

  1. Awwww Elizabeth.....is a sad day indeed in Blog-dom.... my, my, my...bummer ~J~

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  2. i thought it high time to come clean. sue me.

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  4. CONNIE3/29/2009

    Ack....hit wrong key. lol

    I SO get it, Elizabeth, and I'm old!

    You know what scares me though, falling in love with an Idol candidate that could bring me pain and suffering on finals night. Believe me, except for last year, I have suffered deeply, both knowing the show is finished for the season and some undeserving singer took the prize.

    Adam has it all! He seems sweet and handsome and oh so punk, yet versatile. He's an extremely talented individual, true to himself in all situations. Rare.

    Okay, I admit, I ordered his sitar/country rendition on iTunes.

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  5. Ha Ha, Connie! I love it! You might even be worse than me! Don't worry . . we can go to meetings together.

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