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I am going to use this blog as a creative outlet, since I finished my Masters, I've been craving something. Plus I do love to write, and above all I love to get annoyed about the little things. Often I find these terribly amusing (perhaps literally!), so I'd like to think I might share a little joy as well. Born and bred in Mansfield, Nottinghamshire and no, I am not a northerner, I am from the midlands. If there were three food substances to describe me, they would be Tea, Gin and Baked Beans. I do not credit crunch on any of these things. I like to wear flowers, animal hats with ears and clothes that don't match. I like to voice my opinions, I like to learn things and then insert my facts seamlessly into conversation. I like to compare soap opera senarios to classic literature. Usually whilst shouting at the TV.

Monday, 15 November 2010

Unemployment. TV Critic. Synonyms?

There are, as far as I have concluded this far into my unemployment spiral, two benefits to unemployment- I get to watch lots of TV, and generally devour reading material by the shelf-full.
I think this might be two different versions of the same benefit. But I do have the time to differentiate them into two seperate benefits.

If there is one thing that I have psychoanalysed about myself, it is that I love being annoyed and irritated by things, I love to have something to bitch about... but then again, who doesn't! Which is why I love watching shows like The Only Way is Essex and getting annoyed about their benal lack of conversation, that isn't even communication, rather like two things seperately making noise at one another. I did notice that about 60% of their conversation involved them just repeating what the other had said, perhaps this helps them process the compleies of their discussion...? Oh i'm mean.... The acting though is really top drawer. Even though they are real people, so anything could happen. I often find myself talking to a friend at a camera friendly angle.

The same reason that I love to watch X Factor and get irrationally annoyed or confused at how people can be so deluded about their talents and "perform" tone-deaf renditions of songs in an attempt to begin their ascent to fame. And the same reason I love to get infuriated by Louis Walsh and the fact that I think he might be having some sort of dementia-esque mental breakdown.

What I've been particularly suprised at recently, though, is Gillian McKeith on I'm a Celeb. Intitally, what I don't understand is why on earth someone who has such phobias about bugs and heights can decide to go on a show of this nature? Surely, since this show does seem to function as a defibrilator to resusitate (or perhaps jump start) those celebrities who find the list they find themselves on is denoted by a very low alphabet letter... but surely- who can be this desparate for fame...? Either that, or as several people have pointed out on twitter, she is doing all these dramatics to get as much air time as possible. If so, it's definitely working; however there is something disgustingly and histerically funny about watching an eldery, somewhat ironically unhealthy looking dietian, former PHD, woman fainting at a challenge on TV... and screaming ... histerically at Ant plucking a leaf out of her hair. I wonder how many bush tucker trials she'll endure before she quits...

And don't even get me started on the morons who are competing on The Apprentice. "If I were an apple pie, the apples would be orange"- what the hell does that even mean, does it make sense? And these people are competing for a six figure salary?!

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