Freakin' reality TV...

I blame The Boyfriend for this -- he watches some TERRIBLE television. 

Sooo... here's where it gets embarrassing:

I was actually somewhat invested in who Tila Tequila picked in "A Shot at Love."  I've seen a few episodes, but it's not like I was scheduling it to record on my DVR.  Until the finale I had no idea that Tila was a "musical artist."  Actually, I had no idea who she was until my sister told me that she was "MySpace Famous."

Riiiiiiiiiight.

I was rooting for Dani.  Dammit - I was fooled by MTV into thinking that the show wasn't completely scripted.  Is she even "a bisexual" (as she put it)?  (WTF? Who says "a bisexual" instead of just "bisexual"?)  I had my doubts, but I was rooting for Dani in spite of that.  Dani seemed really sincere, so I was fooled into thinking that the whole dating reality show might have produced an actual relationship instead of showcasing aspiring entertainers.

Then there's the overarching issue:  who goes on a reality show to find love?  I mean, really?  REALLY?

When I say that The Boyfriend watches some terrible television, I really do mean it.  Case in point?  The next embarrassing thing:

I watched the "I love New York 2" finale.  New York shocked us all and picked "Tailor Made."

And... (man, this is difficult to admit)...


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I actually believe that they have a real connection and will last.  As long as I'm admitting this, I'm happy for them.  What?  Can't crazy people be happy if they find each other?

Gah!  There goes my credibility.