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We here at Le Site are celebrating Valentine’s by being overweight and unemployed. Because Le Site doesn’t pay, we is still just me and me is single. But that doesn’t mean I can’t watch the trailer for Valentine’s Day and cast judgment on people who look better than me, mom!

To be fair Valentine’s Day has been around for two thousand years and was invented by God. The day that is, not the movie. The movie just fell out of Julia Robert’s nostrils and that was Thursday I think. As evidenced by the trailer Julia Roberts had her nostrils widened in order to be able to encompass are wider range of orificial expressions. Her orifices were also key to an Amnesty International rescue mission in 2009 and are now home to a methadone clinic.

Being a single mom with a husband and no kids can be stressful sometimes. Been so busy buzzing and twittering about how my new raincoat compliments my stage 3 melanoma that I couldn’t update Le Site. Anyway, I just call it stage 3 like people call their dogs “ex-wife”, it probably isn’t even an actual stage, might just be dried catsup. The point is that I have been buzzing and tweeting and it’s all been hunky-dory.

“I may not understand Lost but
…umm, where am I? Who are you?… I’m cold. I need to pee.”

Lost and I came up with a new safeword. Whenever Lost is being terrible I go “I’m having a stroke”. And then I have a stroke. The end.

To be fair I’d already put on my low expectations face in preparation of what was about to come in season 6. But let’s catch up first: John who isn’t John but the smoke monster/ Jacob’s frenemy had Ben kill Jacob. Also Faraday predicted that an atomic bomb could make everything unhappen and Juliette lovingly activated it with a couple of gender reaffirming slaps. And so it sets off.