- Sunday April 16th, 2006
So R and I vegged in front of the TV for an evening. Neither of us gets a lot of time off so we did a take-away (Vietnamese - very nice) and watch crap television vegetative evening. So the crap TV chosen (by R mind you) was Fox 8’s Australia’s Next Top Model marathon. Oh my god were those girls a) dumb, b) bitchy, c) egotistical and self-centered. I just wanted to maim some of them - one girl virtually narrated every episode and I wanted to break every bone in her body as she was so incredibly annoying. And the winner? What a neurotic, psychotic nut-job. Not exactly Ms Stable Personality. There were exceptions. There was a slightly dull but seemingly very nice girl from Adelaide and a very funny, vivacious (coughs gorgeous) girl from Perth who was to quote a phrase favoured by one of R’s colleagues - ‘the business’. Thankfully I managed to wrest the remote control from R after the first season and was thus saved the agony of being forced to watch the bitchy, skanky host and another contingent of evil bitches act like spoiled manipulative cows all over again.
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