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Sunday, May 15, 2005

I bet she dots her I's with little fuckin' hearts

I must vent. OK, I am sitting here currently watching my new obsession "Desperate Housewives" and what invades my living room via my lovely tv? There is yet another reality show coming out. It is called "Dancing with the Stars" or some shit. I have no earthly idea what it is about - I only saw enough to know that the whore from the first Bachelorette show is on there. Let me preface this by saying that I used to be a total reality tv snob. I poo pooed it to death and then I was sucked into the second Bachelorette (with tall dipshit Meredith) by my cousin, Jen and an ex-coworker, Megan. At that point, I became an addict. That being said I never saw the first Bachelorette. I knew nothing of Trista. (Fuck, I hate her name.) However, I did see THE WEDDING. The televised wedding on ABC. The televised wedding on ABC where she had not one, but two dresses. The televised wedding where she had not one, but two dresses and proceeded to cry because her betrothed dare have a fuckin' bachelor party. I HATE THAT FUCKIN BITCH. Her voice makes me want to rip out my eyelashes. I knew knew knew that she would weasle her way back onto tv. I mean the bitch was tickled to pieces when she walked out and saw fuckin' helicopters hovering noisily above her sacred ceremony. Frankly I am amazed that she has managed to live in Colorado and has not freaked out and left her way too nice husband. Why does this girl get under my skin so bad? I just detest her and yet she is coming BACK TO TV. I may cancel my cable. OK, no, I won't. I will, however, steer clear of that show. Have I mentioned that I hate Trista?

Elizabeth at 9:13 PM

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at 6:53 AM Anonymous Anonymous said...

Vent away darling, vent away. She is a bit...uppity and fake. Who needs two wedding dresses?

 
at 10:11 AM Blogger dashababy said...

its the baby talk voice that she does. it has the same affect on me as far as wanting to rip out my eyelashes or somebodys eyelashes. arggh, shes annoying.
can i make a request? BIGGER FONT please. im old and cant read too well. :D
love your pics too!!!

 
at 10:17 AM Blogger Torrie said...

I saw that Dancing with the Stars shit last night and I turned to my husband and I said "is it 1981 again?"

 
at 10:40 AM Blogger Pissy Britches said...

Ok..I thought that was who you were speaking of..She sure did enjoy her 15 seconds didn't she. Just tell us how you feel!
BTW..I am sorry that I have not visited you yet. I always see your comments on Kristines site and thank you for visiting me! I fucking suck what can I say! I will be adding you to the list of bitches though so will that get me a little forgivness????

 
at 3:00 PM Blogger Katie said...

I SO agree with you on that Trista whore. And she so did love it when those helicopters were hovering, yet she had to act all annoyed by it. Really, Trista, no one CARES about you and no one LIKES you. The show just got good ratings and that is why the helicopters were there. I HATE HER. And that Ryan is a total pussy. I can't believe he would marry a fake little cheerleader like her. She disgusts me.

 
at 3:30 PM Blogger Kathryn said...

Her name is Trista?
I thought that chicks name was Krista.
Who has a name like Trista?
And who needs two wedding dresses?

 
at 10:58 AM Anonymous Anonymous said...

I hate Trista too! but Ryan is a complete doll - yummy! We here in Oz have already had a season of 'dancing with the stars' and it is just a show for washed up actors / reality tv 'stars' to relive the glory days. Trust me, CHANGE THE cHANNEL.

 

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