Kymberley
I perfected 'BITCHYNESS'
- Joined
- Apr 15, 2000
- Posts
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After being exiled to the first floor of the house for almost a month now, having to ring the bell just to get someone to bring me a glass of water or help me into the bathroom, unable to leave the house without the help of my two teenage Chauffeurs who I have to beg to stop popping wheelies in my wheelchair, and the worse being forced to spends hours in front of the TV broadcasting the finest of St. Louis Peasantvision daytime programs, I have had enough!
Is it just me, or has anyone ever wondered who in the hell decides and set the commercials for daytime television schedules. Every damn commercial makes you think that the advertisers are assuming that those of us home during the day are nothing more than accident victims plotting our next insurance settlement, or hopeless and helpless drop outs hoping that the next Tech School will open the doors to a $10 an hour job, practicing as some Dental/Medical assistant.
Just who are these TV line up people? Don't they know that the rest of us actually get tired of watching the Ricki Lake or Jerry Springer style escapades reminding us that the human gene pool truly is a scary thing when left alone to breed all those Hollywood wannabes just dying to get their 15 minutes of fame by telling the rest of the world about how they slept with their next door neighbor's best friend's boyfriend's sister's dog and kicked the cat out just to rub it in.
Then, to top it all off, I finally whined long enough to get my family to bring the computer down to my cell.
I log in to Lit with such great expectations of interesting commentary, witty quips from the normally entertaining regs, and what do I get? I don't recognize most of the posters on the first page.
Help, all you people whose names I still remember, LOG IN PLEASE.
Is it just me, or has anyone ever wondered who in the hell decides and set the commercials for daytime television schedules. Every damn commercial makes you think that the advertisers are assuming that those of us home during the day are nothing more than accident victims plotting our next insurance settlement, or hopeless and helpless drop outs hoping that the next Tech School will open the doors to a $10 an hour job, practicing as some Dental/Medical assistant.
Just who are these TV line up people? Don't they know that the rest of us actually get tired of watching the Ricki Lake or Jerry Springer style escapades reminding us that the human gene pool truly is a scary thing when left alone to breed all those Hollywood wannabes just dying to get their 15 minutes of fame by telling the rest of the world about how they slept with their next door neighbor's best friend's boyfriend's sister's dog and kicked the cat out just to rub it in.
Then, to top it all off, I finally whined long enough to get my family to bring the computer down to my cell.
I log in to Lit with such great expectations of interesting commentary, witty quips from the normally entertaining regs, and what do I get? I don't recognize most of the posters on the first page.
Help, all you people whose names I still remember, LOG IN PLEASE.