I Admit It

I have a condition that I have hidden from my loyal blog readers (I think I'm up to 3 now)... you always hear from people that it's "No Big Deal," and "It can happen to anybody," but I can't hide it any longer. I'm addicted to...... Survivor.

Yes, Sunday was the All-Star finale of Survivor: All-Stars. It had everything, betrayal, love, an engagement, a contestant leaving the stage because people Booed her¹, and a bitter, hypocritical guy named Lex with blue hair². At one point I even found myself agreeing with Richard Hatch, the evil nudist homosexual³ who won the first Survivor and thrust the concept of an "Alliance" on the TV viewing public... and I never thought I'd agree with the Hatch back, that tubby bastard. It was one of the better seasons of Survivor, which is good, because I can only really stand to watch one season, and then I have to ignore Reality TV for awhile⁴.

While my addiction has been sated for the time being... I ask that you take pity on me, and if you see me sliding into another shame spiral where I am forced to watch other people demean themselves, prostitute their morals for a measly $1,000,000 (before taxes), and generally become horrible people, then stage an intervention and put a stop to it. Now lets see what's on the old TV... Oooo, I gotta go, Elimidate is on!

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¹ Ha Ha! They made Jerri cry!
² Because you gotta have blue hair
³ Not evil because he's homosexual, or even because he's a nudist, just evil because he's evil
⁴ Unless Fox comes out with another Paradise Hotel... it was like a train wreck, I couldn't look away