The fate of my orphaned ticket to next Wednesday's Alarm show can be viewed here. Bid early ~ bid often!
My eBay auction.

Oh happy Thursday! I get my weekly fix of Survivor Pearl Islands tonight. I am embarrassed to admit it but I am hooked on that show. Go Rupert! I dug the first season of Survivor. Watched the second season avidly up to the suck-fest ending then swore off the show forever. Pre TiVo channel surfing landed me on this season's premier episode completely by accident and I tell you...that's some funny shit going on right there. Television gold! Morgan (aka. the loserest tribe in Survivor history ~ yes, I enjoy making up my own vocabulary) was getting their asses bitten by crabs the very first night. What a bunch of lazy whiners. Man I love that show.

As far as reality tv goes, I despise most of it. Jeff and I watched the first Joe Millionaire and that is about as much as we could stand. No Fear Factor, no Bachelor or Bachelorette, American (ass clown) Idol and certainly no beastly Anna Nichole Smith Show. So, I'll watch Survivor as long as my man Rupert is on the island. Ok fine. I'll watch until the finale then swear off the show entirly all over again. I have to say though, Jeff Probst is a bit of an evil bastard and it's fun to watch.

On an unrelated note, I am sore people! Don't know if it was the yoga, the running or a combination of both. At the end of Tuesday's yoga class we did some "core building" poses. Um, hello?...those were crunches! I know a crunch when I feel one and I didn't sign up for no fookin' crunches! My abs are so stiff it hurts when I sneeze. Ugh.