For the three of you who care, I decided to update this bitch, because it had fo' sho fallen by the "things I take up that I think I'm going to care about in a week, but am really going to just be entertained by for a few days and then forget about" wayside. So, forthwith, a few musings on the happs in entertainment that most caught my eye in the last few months, otherwise known mainly as "the outcome of shitty reality shows":
America's Next Top Model: see, I'm all proud of myself with this one because last season, when Jaslene was a mere "also-ran", I was all like, "Why aren't they choosing the Janice Dickinson doppleganger? She's the most model-y". So I picked the girl most likely to be roundly ignored by the fashion world at large right out of the gate, yo! I will say that I did dearly love Natasha, but she seemed to get stumpier and stumpier, and more straw-haired to boot, as the competition rolled on. And I really thought Renee was a more hot-looking Jodie Foster, and she'll always have me at, "Last year, I had a baby and I thought my life was OVER," but a model? Feh.
American Idol: Sigh. Back in my early AI viewing days, I could pretty much count on being pleased by the result. Kelly, ROOO-Ben, Fanty? I felt them all. Lately, I seem to root for the scruffy underdog who's going to "change the face of American Idol", only to have my dreams dashed when the pretty pageant princess or spastic freakshow sashays off with the title instead. That said, I really, really liked Jordin's "I Who Have Nothing" for being so dramatic and queer and tremulously pretty, and I dig her America Ferrara crossed with Sarah Ramirez (spelling? You know, Callie on Grey's Anatomy) good looks, so I ain't mad at her at all. I just wanted my little beatboxing, argyle-sweater wearing, poor man's Morrissey sounding wonder to take it, if only so I could finally convince Jenner Gibbs to watch Idol, since from what I know of her tastes, he seemed like her dream man.
The Amazing Race: So...y'all know I went to New York for the Amazing Race Con thrown by TWOP, right? Why? Well, I was trying to win back the title of "World's Biggest Nerd" that I'd previously lost to Sandor Lehoscky back in the third grade when he started crying like a bitch cuz I beat him at Math Relay on the chalkboard. I'd go into details, but anyone who cares has already seen the pictures.
More to come...and I'll try to be quicker about it than three months later.
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we should make some sort of Girl Vaginal Pact to udpate our blogs more often than not. i too am guilty...welcome back, i like your words.
regardless... here's a piece of shit for you: while i saw all eppies leading up to the final antm, i never saw it and not until just now did i know who won (but i wanted jaslene to win, so good for her).
dude. i saw that AI guy and i'm sorry, i just can't! i WANT to like that show, i WANT to like So You Think You Can DAnce as well, i can't throw down like that. i'm sorry to disappoint. typical.
p.s. is that really how sandor's last name is spelled you freak? i'm so sure you brought THAT up. i'm even more sure that i totes remember his pussy ways. 'member our battery? come on!
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