Gleek.

I'll admit it. I'm a Gleek. For those of you who aren't aware what a "gleek" is, allow me to give you a definition:

Gleek (noun) To LOVE the show "Glee," or to be in the glee club at your school.

Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I'm in love with the show Glee. And not just a little love, as in, "Oh, I love your new shoes!" or "I love when my favorite brand of toilet paper is on sale!" NO. Like, love love. Like gotta have it, need it, talk about it non-stop kinda love.

And I'm not ashamed.

It is one of the highlights of my week, watching my favorite show. And I giggle with Glee on Thursday mornings when I can email one of my most beloved besties to replay each and every moment of the previous night's show... "Oh my gosh, remember when Finn said such-and-such," and, "Oh yes, and that stinking Terri, why doesn't she just get out of his life already," and "Swoooon! Will Shuster!!!"

So imagine my current state of dismay over the fact that I have to wait until APRIL 13TH for the return of my beloved show. Yes, I listen to the Glee Soundtracks every day in my car. Yes, I have memorized most of the episodes by watching them over and over online. Yes, I want to be Emma Pillsbury's best friend. But it isn't enough! I need more!

So in lieu of having new episodes of the best show on television EVER for several months, I give you a list of my top ten favorite quotes from everyone's favorite character to loathe, Ms. Sue Sylvester.

I apologize if any of these quotes offend anyone... but they are via Sue... and let's face it... that's just how Sue see's it... ;)

I'm going to ask you to smell your armpits. That's the smell of failure, and it's stinking up my office.

I don't trust a man with curly hair. I can't help but picture little birds laying sulfurous eggs in there, and it disgusts me.

Every time I try to destroy that club, it comes back stronger than some sexually ambiguous horror movie villain.

I'll often yell at homeless people: 'Hey, how is that homelessness working out for you? Try not being homeless for once.'

I empower my Cheerios to be champions. Do they go to college? I don't know. I don't care. Should they learn Spanish? Sure, if they wanna become dishwashers and gardeners.

I like minorities so much, I'm thinking of moving to California to become one.

I, for one, think intimacy has no place in a marriage. Walked in on my parents once and it was like seeing two walruses wrestling.

While they were in there, I told them to go ahead and yank out those tear ducts. Wasn't using them.

Get ready for the ride of your life Will Schuester. You're about to board the Sue Sylvester Express. Destination horror!

You'll be adding revenge to the long list of things you're no good at, right next to being married, running a high school glee club and finding a hairstyle that doesn't look like a lesbian.

You're too busy chasing tail and loading your hair with enormous amounts of product. Today, it just looks like you put lard in it.

Oh, Sue. Your mockery of Will Shuster never gets old... And to end this post on an even giddier note, I leave you with this, one of my all-time favorite clips from Glee.

Enjoy!