my lips are sealed. mostly.

Participated in "reality" today... I've signed several NDA's so I can't really say anything here, buuuuuuut I will say that out of 12 girls two of them had meltdowns and almost walked off the show.  I mean, honestly, I know we were all basically volunteers but I also would have thought we'd all know that this is a TV show and therefore just for fun.  Drama queens!

Ahh! I'm being forced to drink wine and have fun!

I felt sorry for the production crew that had to talk these girls down off the ledge.  One girl was in a snit because she didn't get picked by the bachelor-dude (uhmmm, hello??? neither did the rest of us! the point of the show is he can only pick one girl) and the other thought she was being discriminated against because of her hair color.  Sure, Sweetie, you're the only one here with that hair color except 6 or 7 other girls.  *sigh* LADIES! Put on your BGP and GET OVER IT!!!

Best part of the day? Aside from the spectacular people-watching of my other castmates, I had the best fucking breakfast sammie ever. mmmmm eggs, brie, avocado, lettuce, tomato, and multi-grain bread.  (insert Homer Simpson drool moment here) :

she works hard for her money

I feel really dumb.  This weekend job I've been working for a month now is not exactly *hard* to do, but somehow I've only managed to make any kind of decent moolah one of the weekends and the other three have been crap.  Damn 1099-commission-only jobs.

I'm filming that reality show episode this week (egads!) and providing I don't meet the love of my life I'll be back to ... er, ...reality by thursday.  If I do make a love connection we'll film the date thur/fri.  Probably.  Either way I will be back at this stupid weekend job again this weekend.  If I don't figure this dumb simple job out by then I'm gonna have to cut my losses.  I mean, if I'm an idiot then I'm an idiot but lets not harp on the matter.

you little harpy

Speaking of 1099-commission-only, Thursday I am in training for another one.  Gah! Am I short some braincells? Remember that one time that was right now that I was complaining about these kinds of jobs???

*drool*

So it is summer, and there's nothing on TV.  I turn to my Hulu Plus for a little mind-numbing entertainment.  There's really nothing on, so I decide to watch a few minutes of The Choice, which is basically The Voice but instead of singing for the celebs you get to date them.

Sweet baby jesus why oh WHY did I not audition for this reality show instead? You know who one of the celebs was?

ONE OF THE HOTTTTTTTEST MEN ALIVE

Tyson Hotford.  I mean, Beckford.  Seriously? How does one human have so much hotness? And he's not stupid! Like, he can hold a conversation! Although if I were out with him, I might be rendered speechless.  Now there'd be a feat.

Ooooh, I know! Let's fill this blog with more pix of Tyson.

You wanna take a dip in my pool, Tyson? 

Tyson, you "suit" me just fine. 

Oh Tyson, let's not make a "spectacle" of ourselves, shall we? 

OMG I love sushi too! We have so much in common. 

And now that I've sufficiently made myself look like a stalker, I'll just gather my spycam, telephoto lenses, and Surveillance System and pretend none of this ever happened.  Lalalalalalaaaaa

is this the beginning of the end?

I auditioned for reality TV today... due to certain NDA's I can't really say anything else about it, but lets just say it is a dating show and I'll be one of many girls.

Oh what is my life coming to? Reality TV? Me??? oy vay... eh, at least it pays a couple hundred bucks.