I was going to write this long poetic blog about death and life and the blah blahs attached to it (can you tell I've watched Six Feet Under again?) but it's a Monday. No one should have a downer Monday.
But then, Miss Kristin's chat postings had been postponed until tomorrow noon. So instead, I leave you with one of my favorite photos:
Fine. I know I am cheating but I had to. I am the only person I think in this universe that thinks Troy should be given another chance. At least another chance to get his punk-ass beaten up by Logan or Weevil.
Until K's chat is up with all her gossip goodness, I leave you with Veronica Mars goodies. All the taste, none of the calories. Check out Jason's interview and the heavy wedding band on his finger. Wow. No one can definitely miss that band.