Gotta love those 80's...

I'm sitting here. Bored. Seriously, what's new?

The Internet is pretty crazy if you really think about it. One of the greatest inventions, probably ever, (Thank you Mr. Gore.) and we completely trash it. Me being one of them. If it wasn't filled with such smut, we'd never get online, anyway...so not sure why I'm complaining here. I get online for the smut. See there. I said it. Prime example. The soap world.

This is going sound absolutely ridiculous. And I don't care. People get so caddy and bitchy when it comes to a soap opera and their favorite characters and couples. Almost to the point of delusion. People will get their feathers all ruffled over a character jumping out of a plane. You know what? Who cares? We're lucky this show is even on air. Others worry about what nails this certain character has decided to paint. I don't notice this kind of stuff? So it makes me wonder how others do. Other's are so wrapped up in their favorite actors/actresses that they can't see the other talent that lies within the show. I'm sorry but I can't stomach a crappy show for just one actor/actress. And other's insist their favorite actor has chemistry with anything that walks. And for you non-soap watchers. This is just not possible. You either have it. Or you don't. And well Drake Hogestyn has chemistry with one leading lady. And that's Deidre Hall. Sorry. (See there I go...) If I hear one more person say that John genuinely liked Eve, I'm gonna hurt someone. I may not like a certain character or couple, but I sure as hell can fix that. TIVO. God's gift to sift through shitty TV. And you can bet your ass I don't travel on numerous occasions to see these people. I just don't care that much. Yes, I like the actors that play my favorite characters, but I'm sorry, there has got to be a better way to show support then by stalking. Maybe a balloon person? I hear those bring smiles to your faces. Whatever happened to good old fashioned snail mail? To bad I'm too lazy...

You know, Days of Our Lives is like a really bad montage to the song "Beat of My Heart" by Hilary Duff. But I really can't complain. I still watch...

It always amazes me, that we all watch the same show, but we can't get along to save our lives. I find it amusing, and when I try and be an ass, it's all for fun. One would think that we'd come together over this stupid obsession. Because I know from past experiences, you try and keep that shit from the people you hold in high regard. For the longest time, no one knew I watched this show. Now I don't care. Everyone knows I watch, and totally makes fun of me for it. I've actually outed a few closeted watchers. I even make non-watchers watch the cheesiness.

I have yet to understand why soap viewers for the most part are bitter. Or decide before they know you, that they hate you. And call you mean mean names, like you're in the 3rd grade fighting for acceptance. I just know it makes me laugh. And that's all that matters. Well and I've met some pretty cool peeps, through all of this mess. And hopefully come January we shall have our much needed and delayed stalker meeting of the century. Because a year between parties is no fun. And I must say, if this happens. LA won't know what happened...

Okay, there's a homeless guy digging through the trash. I think I'll hide now.