Please don't ask me what in the heck has happened to me, but I am officially addicted to bad TV. You all thought my dedication to Dog The Bounty Hunter was bad? Oh yeah, I have so moved on.
As many of you know I became a loyal member of Blockbuster Total Access. LOVE. IT. Since we never go to movies, I don't know why ... maybeithassomethingtodowiththesefourkidswholivewithme ... ahem ... so this cool little service caught me up on some of the movies I've been wanting to see.
However, there is only so many movies one person can watch before they all start running together and you don't know which blond actress fell in love with which hunk in which chick flick.
So I took a break from movies.
BUT, I don't want to waste my membership monthly fee, so I decide on the recommendation of a friend, to order a disk set of Weeds.
Have you ever seen Weeds?
OH.MY ... I can not even wait for next season that I'm sure everyone else has watched on HBO, or Showtime ... or whatever channel I don't have and it's old time news ... as I'm anticipating plopping my butt on my couch and watching the entire season in one sitting ... just like I did the first two.
So then Weeds was over. And I want another series because there is nothing better than watching episodes back to back to back and not having to watch the stinkin' teasers that keep my panties in a bunch until the following week ... when the next episode airs.
But I don't know of any series, because I'm a loser like that. But not as big of a loser as I'm about to become.
I remembered back to a long time ago and I was reading a Dooce post. Because ... hello ... everyone reads Dooce, right? And she in passing mentioned something about watching "The Hills". So, because I knew of nothing else, and I love Heather ... I ordered Season One and it arrived the next day in my mailbox. I had no idea what it was, or what it would be about.
And that was last Thursday. And I watched it and returned it and got Season Two ... and I've watched it already. I'm hooked on the freakin' most immature, too young and hip for me, show.
I yell at Spencer and Heidi through my television like my husband yells at the Dallas Cowboys. I have fights with myself telling me to shut off the damn DVD because it's ridiculous ... but then I say, "JUST ONE MORE EPISODE!" It's like a drug. And before I even knew it, I had ingested everything I had available to me.
And it drove me crazy.
So, I actually Googled THE HILLS and MTV ... because I'm becoming more cool since I've been watching it and I knew that the show normally airs on MTV. 3 days ago ... I would not have know that.
Here is the problem ... the site will allow me to watch every single episode of season three. So, I don't have to wait for the boxed set to be available.
This is trouble.
I have work to do, ya know?
I have kids to watch and play with ... and parent ... and yell at.
I have 36 years behind me. THIRTY SIX!
I have no business watching this show.
But, it's right there for the taking.
And I have to go now.
Because Lauren is waiting for me.
