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So I had one sure thing for this tv season. I was not going to watch, and I was by no means going to enjoy, Gossip Girl. I mean, just, seriously. The name. The setting. The gross conspicuous consumption. I was so smugly confident, I ... tivo'd the pilot. To test my imagined television superiority, is the only reason I can think of. But, of course, I hated it, right? Right?
... ARGH. I liked it. What. The hell.
So my television viewing is starting to look like this: I can't keep calling them guilty pleasures if they're all guilty pleasures.
... ARGH. I liked it. What. The hell.
So my television viewing is starting to look like this: I can't keep calling them guilty pleasures if they're all guilty pleasures.

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