March 12, 2004 Crazy if You Let It

(Work details deleted for paranoia-related reasons) ::: It's a good thing my aggravation is focused on work-related matters so I'm not sitting here directing it all towards Lex, whose name I now pronounce in my head in the Newman voice only. When I realized what was going to happen last night, I actually cried out, "Nooooooo!" and scared the cats. What good is Survivor without Colby? For God's sake! I have to grudgingly give Lex his props for having the balls to do it, because it cannot be denied that it was a smart move strategically at least based on what they can guess right now about a merge coming soon and the probability of Colby stomping them all in individual immunity challenges, but I'm still disappointed, because Colby is Cute, Cuddly, Cooworthy Colby. Who are we left with in that tribe? Shii Ann, who is hardly likeable; Jerri, who has earned my hatred once again for playing a part in ousting My Colby; Ethan, towards whom I'm fairly indifferent; and Lex, the mastermind, both villain now and smartypants. I don't even know who to root for in this game. Boston Rob has gotten so much screen time since the beginning that I doubt he will win, but who knows? Kathy is vile (and was LOATHSOME about Sue), Amber makes my nostrils flare, Big Tom is no Rudy (and was an asshole about Sue), Rupert is a stark-raving lunatic (who was an asshole about Sue), Alicia and Jenna have not pissed me off too much yet, and Boston Rob, God help me, I can't hate the kid! He is kicking ass in all the challenges, his accent is amusing, and he has emerged as a total leader. I think once the merge happens his tribe will turn on him because they know he can kick all of their butts in the immunity challenges. And all I could think last night was about how I hope the producers have some Imodium handy in bulk, because post-barbeque gorge, what's the time? It's time to get ill. And now I know that I've overthought this and will move on. ::: About this time in ... 2003: 3/12: I told her that we had a great future planned and a great present, but now that the certainty of the future has been blown out of the water, I don't know how to exist in the present. 3/11: I mean, I was sobbing on the commode today at work with two toilet seat covers protecting my pants. 3/10: I just want to tell him that there is no way I can rebuild a life with someone who ripped my life to shreds without a moment's notice. 2001: I am Gina shrieking at Corey in Empire Records and throwing her pills on the floor. 2000: 3/13: I am so proud of her, so scared for her, so amazed that she is doing something so bold and drastic to change her life. 3/10 (b): It shows me that true friendship isn't made of years. It's made of the intensity and the closeness between you in the time you do spend together, be that minutes or hours or days or weeks or months or years. 3/10: I think we had that when we went to Disney, as much as we bitched about it and ridiculed it. I think that was one of those experiences that you remember forever and always wish you could return to. get notified. journal archives © Copyright 2004 elb