Paris Hilton is out of jail. Already. It seems that she spent most of her time crying, not eating, and being cold. You know, jail. She only had threee blankets in a freezing cold cell. Remember, it is L.A. in the summertime. Temperatures have been know to dip below 70. They also didn't serve egg salad.
Hilton, otherwise known as Inmate #9818783 (look for the new series 'Beverly Hills 9818783' this fall) is being sent home with a longer sentence and an electronic bracelet. Accessories will follow. The official word is that she was sent home for "medical reasons" that were not explained further. I think she was sick of jail. It's not hot. Literally.
News of her release can't be good for wanna be paparazzi. There goes the nest egg. This is a segue, the topic money.
On the brightside it would appear that Paris has now found a new way to spend daddy's money (see). Sure, anyone can spend millions on clothes, drinks, drugs and a stupid dog, but only the hottest shopper can buy their way out of prison. So I've heard. Thanks Daddy!
UPDATE: On a side note, WTF?
UPDATE II: She's back in the pen. She sure cried about it.
