If I ask, don't tell me.

Don't tell me if Nate and Vanessa escaped in one piece.

Don't tell me if Chuck killed Carter.

Don't tell me if Blair killed Nelly Yuki.

Don't tell me if Dorota got any good zingers in.

Don't tell me what happened on Gossip Girl this week, because contrary to popular belief, I will miss it for an actual human being that I have a relationship with.

My dear, dear girly friend Melissa was here from Colorado on Monday, and we needed to walk around the mall for several hours together to admire some preppy clothes and talk about our hopes and dreams and have diet coke for dinner and figure out what color my hair needs to be. We needed to reminisce about the good ol' days in college and wonder "what ever happened to..." and lend moral support and call out each others' crazy.

Girls need girlfriend time. After all, everyone needs the Blair to their Serena...or the Serena to their Blair, depending on how nice they've been lately...

But I'll see this week's episode as soon as CWTV gets around to posting it. I can hardly wait for my fix of headbands, tights and Chuck Bass.