Multiple Personality

Fireworks

I wonder if there’s anyone in Conservative America who’s as rebuffed watching Kyle and Fish as I am watching Gigi and Schuyler.

I don’t know if I’ll have all that much more to say today…I’m feeling strangely end-of-the-year lethargic, and it’s all I can do to stay alert as Sassy declares her undying Lumber Love to poor Matthew.

On to something interesting (while the fire burns and Gigi whores out in the background…avoiding…avoiding…), Kyle has realized the duplicitous elfishness that is Nick. I have to say that they made Nick sympathetic as he admitted how he couldn’t bear the thought of being alone after the bashing. Semi-sniff. Then Kyle dumped his ass and rushed off to reclaim the ass that he wanted. (Did I phrase that poetically or not? I’m losing perspective.)

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Watching the season premiere last night of Jon and Kate plus Hate at Level 8 was a sad experience. I got hooked on this show about a year ago, and caught up on most of the endlessly repeated episodes. The hook, of course, is the sextuplets, plus the two older twins (one of whom is the Bad Seed incarnate). But, really, it’s “come for the kids, stay for the sniping,” as the truly extraordinary behavior seems to be what transpires between Kate and Jon themselves.

Jon has been alternately described as “henpecked” and “taciturn,” and Kate has been described as “OCD” and “castrating beyotch.” Granted, she has her finer qualities, but there is a train-wreck component to the way she treats this guy that makes certain shivers run up many a hirsute back.

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