"Money Grubbing Whores, now on a station near you!"

I recently acquired the beauty of cable television. I took a day off on Friday the 18th and had the link established by 9am. I spent the remainder of the day in my recliner ABSORBING everything with fervor. The constant images and conversations blew my mind.
Now, it may seem weird that I'm all antsy pants for the tube, but I really tried to not watch tv for a year. I would watch some sporting events ( I hate dudes) and a random show or what not, but nothing like i had growing up. Free access to a remote is a privelage.

So, with such a spanse between turning off the brain, I wondered what type of programming would pique my interest. It's all about informercials and shows where they just talk about facts. Histroy, Documentary, Animal, and news channels. I love that I learn more by doing nothing. I learned I have a cat that came over on a Viking boat. He kills too. Jeopardy makes me crazy as I eagerly attempt to answer the questions out lound and in time. If Jeopardy was graded, though, I would have repeated last nights grade level. : (

I definately and more than ever fucking hate stupid bitches that go on those reality shows and demean themselves to appear to be the dumbest, sluttiest, prettiest, and most agreeable whore on the show. The prize? A fucking marriage, or at least a date with Ray J. Thanks, but we could talk if the whores were gunning for heart surgery for their dad or helping needy families stay fed. But they aren't. The are money grubbing whores. Actually, that should be the new category for reality programming.

So what the eff is up with New Years. I am definately too old and too foreign to this city to know of a rager or whatnot. I find more comfort in being safe and stable. And drunk. Since I have moved here to Sac, I have had shitty new years. Every year I was with Sean I spent them alone casue he was a bartender so I would get in prom dresses and go to one of his friend's houses and get plastered until he picked me up after his shift. I'm sorry, but it is seriously hard for me to continually drink and stay up past 12. I like herb better, but NYE calls for some dranks!

Mrs. Sylvia is trying to make it up here for the evening. I hope she likes Mandi! Fuck that. She will love Mandi. Fuck people who don't like her. Fuck people that don't like Sylvia too.