Odd Rambling of Newsy

Some people have their little "addictions" ... this is kind of mine.
A couple of my friends subscribed to The Week Magazine. It's pretty much the awesomeisty thing on the face of the magazine rack. Each of the features is right nice within the covers. That sentence was terrible.
Ok, let's restart a little bit.
The Week Magazine is phenomenal. As far as a news source, it's as complete as I can imagine. It includes national, international, political, entertainment, new release, obituary, real estate, food, and other news items. It's like News for the ADD.
Now, I'll be honest. I don't read the online version. I think I'm a little sick of the internet these days. Hence, quite infrequent posting on my part. I'm making an effort* though. It's tough to get on here these days. But I'm making the effort. For you. My audience. Of 3. (Hey, I've got more than The Daily Show.)
Anyways, here's the deal with the Week. Those friends that subscribed to it are trying to proliferate (not a subliminal message advertising a pro-life stance) its acceptance across the world! Meaning: they ordered several gift subscriptions for people - myself included. And how I appreciate it. And while it's a good gift and I read it regularly, the new one comes out and I get so frustrated because I haven't finished last week's Week; so now this week's Week has arrived half a week early, and the other Week is sitting on my nightstand half read. It's terrible. And I live a sad, depressing life. But at least I have Post Secret! Right, Turner?

*Due props to my Big Brother for noting the typo in "effort." Oddly enough, I had actually caught and changed it, or so I thought. Apparently, I wholly suck.