Right, so we love to watch the trainwreck just keep on chugging along, but now it's getting to the point where I'm starting to feel guilty about certain feelings of get over it already. And by "getting over it" I mean whatever you want it to mean. Even the I'm-going-to-Hades-for-suggesting-it kind.

First, she's diagnosed with early-stage emphysema, then her husband is sentenced to 17 months in prison, and now she's taken to the hospital for punching a hole in the wall, whatever kind of code that is for drugs.

Which means it's time for another death pool? Who's in? I wouldn't be surprised if we're talking about something more tragic by the end of the year. I know that sounds callous, but really? We are talking about Amy Winehouse, people.

Labels: Amy Winehouse, trainwrecks

posted by Kari at 8:02 AM