I’ve never felt more 27 in my LIFE (P.S., I’m still 26 until June, but you know. I like to prepare myself) as I did last night. Friends, I am OVER Real World/Road Rules Challenge. I turned on The Inferno 3 last night, thinking, GREAT! And then, I was all… who’s that? And that? I don’t care. What’s everyone doing?

Seriously. I mean, once I insisted that I guy with whom I was on a good first date take me to his apartment immediately because it was almost 10pm (the 10 spot) and I was in danger of missing a brand new episode and my tv was too far away. And now I can’t even stomach it for 10 minutes. That hurts, kinda.