I'd like to start by saying.. I"ve never watched Survivor, I'm not about to start watching Survivor and I really don't care who survives..
My Sister, MOm and I went to Harrah's yesterday to the Survivor casting call.. Basically, my sister thinks me the prime candidate for the show- I haven't watched it. I've got blonde hair, big boobs and a chemistry degree.. one of these things just doesn't belong. so. After a giggling session trying to fill out this ridiculous application with my mom and my sister there, we had to get in fron tof this camera and these 3 people in the room. I expected a ton of people and elbow gnoshing with the insane-type reality show junkies. BUT NO! just us. then I proceeded to lose 20 bucks to the Black Jack gods... too bad so sad for me. I have luck in other places.. where it counts in the real world. but I'm not so lucky with the cards. I've never had the money to want to lose it. Ya know? I can't have a ludicris fascination with doubling money i shouldn't have been gambling with in the first damn place.
so- cross your legs for me.. maybe I'll be a contender for ONE MILLION dollars of survival expertise.
and fists in the air to our lovely female partner in crime stuck on the omuntain in Tahoe.. something like 12 feet of snow in the last 3 days.. beyotch.