I'll try to sum up the second episode in a couple of sentences. My team Drake kicked ass in both challenges- of course. So they got to loot an item from the losers, Morgan, for the reward challenge. That was fun to witness- the hostility of the tribe when the representative came to claim their prize- the tarp that covered their housing- haha. Then my team had a little upset when the fishing spearhead was lost in the sea. But my guy Rupert found it. The challenges that the Survivor people come up with- are so damn weird. I am a total loon when it comes to seeing people compete in races- I get really nervous. I get nervous even if I really don't favor a team or person. Well anyway, Morgan had to vote off someone. Instead of kicking off the person who was pleading to leave (the black, fit Osten) they kick out 'Skinny Ryan' (I think that's his name?) I hope that it picks up next week- because this episode was kind of ho-hum. Alright it was a little longer than a couple of sentences.

I didn't just sit on my ass and watch TV all night- I got some walking in. I used to love walking alone in the summer time- but I am starting to miss my walking buddy who is always busy. It's lonely in the coolness of fall. So there I am all the time walking by myself. If I get hit by a car tell Vickie it was all her fault because she was the person in charge of looking out for that kind of stuff. My job is to make sure we don't step in dog poop or trip over sticks. I wonder how many neighborhood children are frightened of the crazy cat lady who walks all the time. I guess I should just start getting comfortable in that role. I want another kitty- but I'm not going to do it. I don't know if I could deal with fighting- and my cat would be a major fight instigator. Then again she would try to fight someone other than me, hmm.... Sorry, my mind is all over the place tonight.

Survivor is the only actual TV I watched during prime time. But I had a little mini-marathon of Season 3 of Friends- borrowed from my sister. I was completely shocked to realize that I had never seen three back-to-back episodes of the season. It's not like I was so popular during that time- I was going to guess when they originally aired- but I cheated and looked- it was my senior year in high school. I know for a fact that I was home those nights, because frankly I had no life. I guess it is good because then I have something to look forward to in my sad lonely little life. I'm half joking.

So of course watching all the well-friends- has made me miss mine. I want someone to visit me.