My Love Affair With the CW Continues

Yeah, I openly admit I am pathetic. I guess it is because I never really watched any of those stupid TV shows aimed at teenagers in high school or in college. What little I got consisted of Real World and My So Called Life and even that intake was limited. I only watched a little bit of 90210 in 8th grade. Oh, and I owned the calendar. It was a Christmas present. The amount of Saved By the Bell I’ve seen can be counted on one hand. Basically, I’ve missed the whole teen TV show phenomenon and for some odd reason, I’m making up for lost time in my late 20s. It’s like a strange disease and all of a sudden I have got to watch every teen show ever created. RIGHT NOW. Blockbuster can’t get them to me fast enough.

Currently, I’m finishing up Felicity and am counting down the hours until the next Gossip Girl episode. I’m on my third go around of Gilmore Girls because it is witty and wonderful and funny and I love it. If MTV and the CW had a love child, it would be me. And I believe that all the male characters on Smallville at some point have been is my secret boyfriend crushes. This is beginning to be a problem. I think I need to get back to work pronto. Two more weeks of not working might be too much time spent with the TV.

It’s gotten so bad that I checked out the CW’s website today to see what upcoming programming looked like. They have a show coming up based on finding the next Pussycat Doll. What’s this going to make? Doll number 86? Do they really need another one for the no talent group that is really made of some uber-trashy Britney Spears wannabes? As much as I adore teen programming these days, under no circumstances will I ever, ever, ever, ever watch anything related to the Pussycat Dolls. It’s the principle that a whole bunch women who are just this side of dressed are dancing around in a so called competition. That’s what Skinamax is for, not the CW. Plus, it’s why my favorite show of ALL TIME got cancelled. I’m openly bitter and resentful. Reality TV, like the stupid Pussycat Dolls, is getting old fast, especially when I’m all into teen angst and overly gushy melodrama. Or the witty banter that only shows like Freaks and Geeks or Veronica Mars seem to have. Oh, and Undeclared. Yes, I want my mind to rot in teen trash, but I’ve got to draw the line somewhere. And I’m drawing the line at the Pussycat Dolls. So take that, CW.


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