I have a confession to make.

I am addicted to
The Surreal Life on VH1. At first I was quietly sneaking peaks late at night when I was trying to fall asleep and there was nothing else on. But then last week we got a second TiVo box (I totally needed one in my bedroom. Once you go TiVo, you never go back.) for upstairs. So then I was able to have it record shows when the main TiVo was recording (digitally recording TWO shows at once has got to be the highlight of this decade). I was finally able to succum to the evil that is washed-up celebrities living together. So I did it. I ordered a Season Pass of The Surreal Life. And I don’t regret it.

Last night I came home from work with a killer headache, slammed my dinner and spent the rest of the night in my dark bedroom, cuddling with Frodo. Oh yeah and watching six episodes of The Surreal Life in a row (you can watch way more when you can fast-forward through the commercials–it’s fabulous).

All I can say is that I think that Christopher Knight (Peter, from the Brady Bunch) and Adrienne Curry (the first winner of America’s Next Top Model) totally need to HOOK UP ALREADY. Oh and Vern Troyer (Mini Me) has the biggest chip on his shoulder and deals with it by being a complete ass. Yes, you are tiny, get over it already.

So there, I said it. I love The Surreal Life. I mean, what else was I suppose to do since they cancelled Newlyweds?