Monday, June 1, 2009

Why I'm a horrible person.

When I read this article this morning about the Air France jet carrying 228 people that has gone missing over the Atlantic, I didn't think about the people who are likely dead. I didn't feel sad for the friends and family who were waiting in Paris for them to arrive. I didn't think about the sheer tragedy of a plane crash for one second.

You know what I thought?

I thought, "I bet Jacob brought them to The Island. I bet they're hangin' with Rose and Bernard and watching Sawyer take his shirt off. Too bad Danielle's dead--she'd have someone to speak French with."

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