I come to Cafe Society at 10:30, expecting to find a thread several hours into the discussion of Survivor tonight. No thread?! People, people. Upon arrival at my aunt’s house, roasted sweet-potato cheesecake with maple cream in hand, I promptly informed her that I would need to watch TV from 7 to 8, in lieu of our usual rousing games of Farkle, Scrabble, dominoes, or Trivial Pursuit.
Now, this season is not exactly deserving of such blind devotion, but when the show rocks, it rocks, and you gotta take the good with the bad. I’m unable to give up on it.
Bye, Gary. I wasn’t sure about you in the beginning, but you grew on me. But then your sad desperate attempt at saving your ass at tribal council kind of turned me off. See ya.
Stefenie. You suck. I’d like to see you and Judd get together after the show. You deserve his dimwitted caveman mentality, and he deserves your power-tripping, evil-eyebrow-having bitchiness.
Judd, blech. Danni, blech. Cindy, blech. Lydia, while I like her okay personality-wise, having some athletic ability is a good trait in a Survivor. I was wishing for her to win the reward challenge, because I think she would have been really happy. And I don’t blame her for not wanting Stef to have it- Stef’s the mean, popular highschool girl I’ve always hated. But she should have just kept her trap shut. Will she learn?
Here’s hoping the rest of the season is more exciting. It sucks that I don’t like anyone that’s left, though.