Dès l'aube...

How is it that on the first day of fall break - one of the few times I could actually sleep in, get some shut-eye, all that fun stuff - I wake up at 6:30, bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, and yet, any other day, I can't seem to bother even attempting to get myself up? My dad has to come and get me. I'm almost seventeen. Shouldn't I be able to do this kind of stuff by myself? Qu'est-ce que c'est?

Really, People? Bumps AND Polls?

Okay, so I set up a poll. In case you didn't notice. And it was nice. I liked it. New experiences and all that jazz, ya know?

Here's the thing: only one person actually took the time out of their horribly busy day to vote.

That.
Is.
Pathetic.

Now don't get me wrong, I know that some of y'all have never even seen Merlin. Maybe you don't care to. Or maybe you don't get Syfy. Or you don't like hulu.  Je ne sais pas. That's your business. But I do know for a fact that some of you do watch it. Regularly, even. Would it kill you to take, oh, ten seconds, out of your day and just click your mouse?