Dear American Idol, I want to love you. I really do. You‘re faithful, consistent and able to perform (up to three times a week!). And I know we haven‘t been together that long--what‘s it been, a couple dates?--but if you don‘t get it right this time, I will have to admit to myself, things just ain‘t gonna work out. Ever. If this date is anything like last week‘s disaster of a Thursday night date, I might just have to cut my losses, hang my head in disappointment and walk away.
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