Today is the day to make some new friends.

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I have contributed a new Show Tracker to the L.A. Times: behold! Dancing With the Stars (registration required but it's free). You can also find the writeup in today's print version of the paper.

Last Night's American Idol: Sanjayamania Run Amok Or An Emotional Breakdown Caught on Film?

0:14 I don't like this...I don't like this...I DON'T LIKE THIS! Mom and Dad know I'm terrified of Indian-Americans. Why did they drag me here? Maybe if I clap they'll stop putting the camera on me. I HATE CAMERAS TOO.

00:53 Please don't come over here, please don't come over here...OH MY GOD GO AWAY GO AWAY GO AWAY!!! AIEEE! Why must my worst nightmare be realized now, on live television? Why is his hair like that, and his sleeves too? I hate him. I hate this. I wish I could die, right now. Oh God, please let me die. Please. And kill my parents too for bringing me here. But let me die first so they can feel bad about what they've done to me. Is he still here? This was a poor song choice.

01:12 Whew. It can't be that much longer now, yes? I can make it! I can do it! Oh God there's that camera again! Why, God, why do you punish me? Mom? Can you take me home now?

01:19 I'm going to build a bomb and bring it to school tomorrow before anyone can laugh at me.

01:27 I'm a pretty pretty princess and soon my knight in shining armor (who looks like Chris Richardson) is going to come and rescue me from this. It's all just a dream, it's all just a dream. BUT IT'S NOT A DREAM, IT'S MY HIDEOUS REALITY.

01:43 Is it over yet? Oh God, is it really over? Or are you just taunting me? I renounce you, God, and from now on pledge to worship only the un-you, to follow the dark side and to destroy American Idol.

On the other hand, maybe it won't be that bad, maybe no one will remember that any of this happened!