People magazine was in my mail this afternoon. I don't care that it's a month or two old. It's like a Birthday present, a wonderful Birthday present. I tear into the envelope like a ten year old opening the first present at the party. You see, I feel fairly cut off from the trash news in the U.S. We don't get American TV and buying a People magazine in Germany would cost about $14, and at this point I don't need it that badly...not yet anyway.
Why you say, do you not subscribe to People online. Because, it is like a little present once every few weeks. I love it when I see this manila envelope in my mail. Forget the U.S. condo bills that are tucked inside, I simply toss those aside until I get finished with the bible of celebrity gossip. I am all about the trash, for it is here that I get to learn that Jennifer has "no regrets", that Jen Aniston has "really and truly met the love of her life!" And I have been introduced to Honey Boo Boo Child and her hillbilly-that's one word right?-mom, June. Life would not have been the same had I not learned of this crazy-ass show! Thank you People magazine for keeping me up on my celebrity gossip and making me feel a bit more like I am home when I curl up to read that Kim Kardashian has "cut her bangs!"