Now that the fast forward function applies to normal TV, I got sucked into a few seasons.
I won't do it anymore! For the following outlined reasons:
1. It objectifies women.
2. It objectifies men.
3. It's fake.
4. It's fake.
5. My own life is more interesting.
I refuse to let even the sheer awkwardness of the show lure me into being subliminally told for 40 min that my value as a woman depends on my physical appearance, sex appeal, and/or ability to have the most dramatic past. So tonight, I did yoga. The class was titled a very mysterious "2B". I had no idea to what the "2" or the "B" referred. The class description was vague. I went anyways. It ended up being like a normal yoga class on fast forward. And more advanced (meaning at the end when everyone was doing gorgeous headstands like it was nothing, I just held down the proverbial child's pose tent).
Then I came home and ate soup with my sister's pita chips for croutons. I watched "Itidarod" on the Discovery Channel while thinking about how my previous upstairs neighbor texted me today to let me know that I have mail that was sent to his apartment. I wondered if it would be junk mail or real mail. I thought about percentages and tried to keep my hopes realistic for a real letter from a real person. It's probably junk mail. I'll find out tomorrow. Stay tuned.
p.s. who is with me?
what did you do instead of watching The Bachelor?