I Watched Basketball Wives Today…

… And I felt a part of my soul die.


As I’ve gotten older I realized that being jealous of anyone else’s success is counter-productive to my own success and happiness. And before I continue I have to say that I’m using the term jealous in the looses way because I refuse to believe that these basic-ass chicks on this show should warranty any emotion from anyone but pity.

I prayed that I would never get to see this show but for the last month its all that my best friend and my roommates have been talking about. Tonight I finally sat down and witnessed the incessant drama, bitchiness, the gaudiness… and frankly it all made me a little sick. So excuse me, I have to go continue to projectile vomit.

I Heart BBC Shows


Since I have a bunch of time on my hands now, I’ve been trying to catch up with media I’ve been downloading and finally have a chance to watch. In the midst of all the porn, I downloaded a little British sci-fi/drama show about a vampire, a werewolf and a ghost sharing an apartment. Hilarity does not ensue. Not sure how I came across the name of the Being Human but I chalk it up to nerdy accidentally discovery like East of the Eden.