Littlest Finch

I was half-joking when I said this on Twitter, but it’s true for me. The levels of Gaga.

Distrust – Who does this girl think she is? She’s trying to be Madonna or Kylie (or whoever) Does she have a penis?

Dislike – Ugh. She’s overrated. What was that blood thing at the VMAs?

Mild Interest – OK, well this one song is pretty good. I do like the costumes, they are pretty creative and anything that gets people saying she’s in the Illuminati is pretty interesting.

Intrigue – Wow, she’s got some real talent, I have to admit that.

Denial – “Do you like Lady Gaga?” “No, she’s a hack.”

Like – OK she’s growing on me – I’ve got her albums on my iPod and I can’t stop listening – every week my favourite song changes.

Love – I dressed up as Gaga for Halloween. No really. I did. I knew my costume was great when a hobo yelled “HEY LADY GAGA.” If someone with fairly limited access to the internet knows who Lady Gaga is? Well my costume is good and she is amazing. Wait, maybe he was just in a hobo costume? No, just kidding he was a genuine hobo