Ballocks. Tonight, my man Rupert was voted off Survivor. Now I remember why I stopped watching this shit in the first place.

On an unrelated note, check this out. I knew there was a reason Kurt Vonnegut was my favorite author. His is a socialist but I won't hold that against him! Bluebeard is one of my all time favorite books. Suggesting I read Breakfast of Champions by Mr. V was probably the single best thing that came out of my relationship with my ex-boyfriend. I loved it and proceeded to read the rest of his work. And this was no my boyfriend loves it - so will I thing. My ex thought Kerouac's On the Road was the be all - end all. I thought it was one giant piece of crap in the form of a run on sentence.