Jamie’s Got The X-Factor
You might as well consider this bandwagon well and truly jumped on. Yes, it’s Sunday night, and for the first time in my entire life, I’m actually planning to sit down and watch the final of a Simon Cowell-induced “talent” show. Not because I’m going to particularly enjoy it (Ok, I probably will), but I just want to be “there”, as in, know exactly what the hell certain people are talking about for the next 6 weeks instead of just instantly switching off the instant I hear the letter X.
I did see a couple of earlier episodes of the series, mainly because I got sick of hearing about John and Edward. However, I did particularly enjoy their rendition of Ghostbusters, but immediately lost interest the moment they got voted out.
I know I did post a sarcastic tweet last night, along the lines of “OH MAN I AM SO GLAD I AM OFF WORK TOMORROW TOWATCH X-FACTOR FINAL HAHAHAH YEAH LOLZ”, but I woke up today (freezing cold, by the way because the heating is still knackered) and decided “Yes, I WILL actually watch it”.
Why? Because there isn’t anything else on. Top Gear is AWOL for a week and the snooker final doesn’t restart until 9PM.
I shall also be monitoring twitter, because there’s bound to be some classic comments showing the deep inner turmoil some humans suffer in the face of what is simply a con to make some rich people even richer.
And as for Stacey, with a face like hers, I think we all knew there was “neigh” chance she was getting through to the final.
(EDIT: Jamir. What a fucking prick I am. Title corrected)