Last year, I discovered this song by Brandi Carlile. I liked it, I bought it from iTunes, I sang along to it in my living room, I thought in happy moments that it might be about John and in unhappy moments that it never could be. I still like this song, even if I had to take it off my MP3 player there for a while when it had a tendency to make me cry.
This song is now the background music for a fucking General Motors commercial running during the Olympics.
Fuck you, GM, for making me look even lamer by making this song a crappy commercial for your crappy cars.
That said, congrats, Brandi, I hope you make a shit ton of money off of it. I'm sorry that I'll only listen to it when no one else is around.