
I have never so badly wanted to punch somebody as much as I did tonight when the Fugly Possum (commonly referred to as Amber) cried, what, 486 times? How fucking
dare she rely on Nick for comfort after
he was nominated. And then lie to him not once, not twice, but
three times, including her phony goodbye message.
"I kinda knew you were going up." Bull-fucking-shit! And you
kinda cry sometimes. And you
kinda make my skin crawl. Pull your panties up and take responsibility for your actions. And
please, take a fucking Xanax and keep your feelings to yourself for once. I literally have to plug my ears and look away from the screen everytime you turn the water works on. It is getting
so old. Daniele didn't even cry after the ceremony, and she
actually told him the truth. He had every right to be upset, though, because we
all know he never would have kept that from her. Just like the Mrs. Robinson alliance. It's too bad every member of that joke of an alliance, The LNC, can't trust that someone is telling them the truth; and that maybe,
just maybe, they could be wrong.

If there's one thing that can lift my spirits when I'm down and out because Magic Hunk is going home, it's some good old Jen bashing. And there's no better recipe for that than a cup of Evel Dick, two tablespoons of Nick, and a dash of Daniele. Like I said last episode, I don't completely agree that what Jen did during the Veto Competition was wrong, but that doesn't mean I have a problem with Dick bitching her out for it. And damnit, he made me proud.
Quote of the night: "You look good to yourself. Saddam Hussein did, too." Would I personally compare Jen to Saddam Hussein? Nah, more like Donald Trump. Either way, she's a narcissist. End of story. I'm so proud of Daniele for finally standing up to Jen and letting her know how much a bitch she is. I especially love Jen's ridiculous defense--
"I have values." And you certainly let them show everytime you put on your child's size bikinis. You're a joke, and everyone knows it. Do all of us a favor and DOR. Bring your fragile friend Kail with you, too.

Is anyone else sick and tired of America's Player? CBS had some real clever editing tonight to make it look like Eric actually did his job campaigning Kail out of the house, but in reality he spent the majority of the last few days working his ass off to get Nick evicted. I watched it happen.
And it made me sick... I was really into the twist at first, but Eric is getting on my last nerve. Especially after getting a homohawk right after Nick. I have never seen such a blatant copycat in my life. Listen up, boys--don't let Eric fool you. The 6'4" football player was, and will always be, more of a Casanova than the skinny, 5'7" nerd. No matter how much you make fun of other people, and whether you pierce your nipples and dye your hair or not. What kind of person can let someone else get evicted for what they did? I could never do that to someone. Maybe I'm just a decent human being, but I can't understand something like that. Not even in a game.