rotting my brain

I’ve been busy rotting my brain in California or watching a ton of TV. We don’t have “TV” in New York so I’ve been taking advantage of the fact that my parents have every channel known to man.

I am all caught up on RHONJ or the Real Housewives of New Jersey, to all the non-hip people who don’t speak in acronyms. And can I just say this? I want to beat the crap out of Teresa. Not really, but I’d legit like to tell her off, not in a mean way but in a condescending way that would just ruin her mentally. I’m really nice like that.


Also, Pregnant in Heels? What the hell is this about? I cannot.

Real Housewives of Orange County? Alexis, get out of town. Gretchen, you cannot sing. Stop it. Vicky…for crying out loud.

16 & Pregnant, I would like to thank you for making me feel so much better about my life. Without you, I don’t know where I’d be.

Investigation Discovery channel, I really miss you. I love me a good TV show about a murder. This is also why I have a lot of psychotic dreams.

I’m not sure how much of my brain I’ve rotted but I’d say its worth it.