AUBREEVISION - Observations from the far side of the dial

Sarsar hooked me up with a stack of celebrity gossip rags, mostly Us Weekly. These fine publications are my crack. Nothing makes me swoon like a hot-from-the-presses issue of People's Worst Dressed. I know I'm not alone; at the gym sarsar and I used to work at, In Touch and the like were the staff entertainment of choice. Fresh copies were treated like contraband - smuggled, traded and devoured in delicious bits of downtime.

Since the gym went out of business, I've been experiencing serious withdrawal - because my budget's so tight I can't justify actually laying out cash for these things. But if someone else is buying, well...so thank you, sarsar, for feeling my pain and for sending your leavings my way.

P.S. A big Mindsay hello goes out to Char, a friend who's finally wised up and jumped on the blogwagon!