I've been running back and forth between my office and bedroom during commercial breaks because I just can't tear myself away from the Ellen show. The whole point of not having the TV hooked up to any cable in my office room was to get more done, but somehow I've found ways around this by "accidentally" leaving the TV on in the bedroom and then, after an hour or so (usually when the soaps and talk shows start), jacking up the TV volume so I can hear it in the other room.
This was working out really well until today, when I realized that the Ellen Show was on and, if that wasn't great enough, that her guest for the entire hour was Justin Timberlake.
Come on, people, you know you're shaking that booty when Rock Your Body (or whatever the hell that song is called) comes on so don't give me that look.
It started when I told myself I'd just sit for a bit in the bedroom while "taking a break" and that I'd leave as soon as I finished that bag of Baked Lays. But then, it was so funny and so good that I stayed through each segment and only stepped back into the office during the length of the commercial breaks, and even then, only out of guilt.
THEN, if that wasn't all bad enough, I decided that I really like Justin Timberlake and that I need to buy this damn album before I drive myself crazy trying to deny that I like it while simultaneously "rockin' my body" to it whenever I hear a song on the radio.
