Amy Winehouse Death Watch—like Lindsay Lohan Drugging, Lady-Banging and Britney Spears’ Sex Tape-gate—definitely deserves it’s own daily, multi-post saga.
People are constantly popping out of the woodwork with even more disturbing details, thus nudging every news service in the country to gather its Amy Winehouse obituary details by day’s end. The latest? Amy Winehouse’s coke-happy nose is on its last legs. A really good friend (heh) said:
“Amy knows that her nose is next to falling apart — she admitted to me that it feels weak at the bone.”
This charming news story continues with an account of Amy, in regards to her nose, agreeing it was a problem, but her problem, so “leave it.” And then she fell ”against the DJ stand” and passed out. Oh, that Amy. I want her at my birthday party this year. Hell, I want her at my wedding.
In other Winehouse news, Tom Cruise wants her in Scientology. He thinks his crew of freaks and geeks will change her drug of choice from crack cocaine to whatever-the-hell-Tom-Cruise-is-smoking.
“They told her they wanted to help her beat drugs and could tailor-make a program so she have to go to a residential center. She liked that idea because her husband Blake is out of prison soon and wouldn’t want to be away from him when he’s finally freed.”
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