ah cable. ever so addictive. i said i would turn the tv off but i just couldn't. after kid nation ended, another deliciously faked out dramatic attitude where Taylor got her set down, i drifted into the land of reality tv: i watched a shot of love with tila tequila, the real world, the hills, work out, etc...it just goes on and on.
and you know what the truly sad part is? i recognized one of the girls from shot of love, Amanda, because she had been in show called The Secret Lives of Women: Lipstick Lesbians. Either that's sad or I truly am meant to pursue media more as a watcher than producer. how do i remember all this stuff, make all these connections, but for the life of me can't remember my bank account number?
whatever. i like tila. she actually has a personality and its kind of refreshing to approach the reality dating show from a bi perspective, with a woman holding center court. she's right, its sort of like the real world on crack. but i watch the real world anyway, and find myself missing Trishelle and Stephen. boy, those were the days.
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