The Queen of the DVR

Since moving into my duplex I have become a major league Queen of the DVR. Who knew? I mean honestly WHO knew? Wow. I had no idea.

The freedom. The hours and hours of watching only what I want. Not fighting over the remote or scrambling around trying to fight the VCR and get it to record one of my shows. Could I ever program a VCR? um....not so much no.

I, ladies and gentlemen, am the Queen of the DVR. And I am addicted. Yes it's true.

There's Chelsea lately which is pretty much Chelsea all the damn time now. God I love that show. I even love it so much I watch RERUNS of Chelsea and yes I admit it. I ogle over her little nugget boy Chuy. Chewie, Chui, (Chewwy). That girl has the sarcastic comedic timing of oh I don't know what. But it works. So it's not lately it's all the damn time.

The girls next door may as well be my freaking roommates. I can tell you where Holly's from, What Bridgets dogs name is and what Kendra's butt looks like molded out of white chocolate.
Yes, it's true. Do I think Hef is actually doing all three of those girls? Hell no. Mostly I just wonder one thing......I would just like to know why ANYONE would think it might be amusing to put Kendra in front of the camera so we could listen to that god forsaken laugh of hers.....oh puhhhlease.

I am mostly addicted to HBO and SHOWTIME. I have to say....I adore Weeds, I wait for Californication, I long for Dexter, and I guffaw over Penn and Teller's Bullshit. I ADORE my pay channels. I will go hungry before I give them up. Seriously.

And let me tell you what...I don't care if the enquirer is reporting a rift between Oprah and Dr. Phillip McGraw....what one of them can't cure me of... surely to God the other will be able to.

At some point I just have to go to sleep at night. Being late for work more than two days a week is totally unacceptable.

Moderation people....moderation....

Signed,
The Queen of the DVR