It's embarrassing to admit I ever got sucked into Survivor. What's evil about that sort of "reality" TV show is that you really have to watch it in order, it can't be enjoyed (won't even likely be on) in reruns, and it can somehow make me know I'll regret missing one. With a favored sitcom, fer instance, it's good to miss episodes so you'll have some you haven't seen to enjoy when the show's over and being run in syndication. (Spoken like a true addict, keeping a stash.)
I dunno. I don't actually enjoy Survivor, or something like Big Brother (another show I didn't let myself get sucked into this year), the (relatively) carefree way I enjoy other shows. Hard to explain. I want to see what happens with whom, but I know I'm being manipulated in my "appreciation" for the pseudo-interpersonalrelations going on, and---though/because I'm well manipulated, and thus compelled to check in and follow it---I have an uneasy feeling about the whole business.
Instead of inviting the addiction for this season, last night I hung out with
And much more fun than Survivor woulda been.