Red, white, and blah

A friend just said to me "I'm being so obsessive...I feel like you." This first made me laugh, then made me think "that's sad." Sad that she would associate me w/ obsessive behavior and sad that it's a completely relevant association. So I like to dwell on things a little more than would be considered "normal." It keeps me on my toes.
Last night I watched this special on "The Surreal Life" and have never felt more pathetic. It's one thing to watch the show, but then to watch the behind the scenes of a reality show...what is happening to me? I'm not going to lie, I was interested to see who's in the new cast...Dave Coulier (aka "Joey" from Full House & former annoying uncle to the Olsen twins) and Jordan Knight (member of NKOTB & former obsession of mine...when I was 10) have to be my favorites this season. I have to wonder...does Dave think the Olsen's are hot? I know, it's sick that I would even presuppose this, but c'mon...you know he's thought about it.
On another note, I don't know why, but I feel a little guilty that I haven't been watching the Olympics. Everyday my co-worker comes in and says, "Did you see?" And everyday I reply w/ "See what?" B/c I don't know. I have no clue who's winning. Frankly, I find the majority of it pretty boring. Except gymanstics...yeah, I like it, but why watch that when I can watch some other crap that is only making me stupider. Or is it more stupid? See, it's working already. I guess my point is this: I don't want to be made to feel un-American just b/c I don't watch the Olympics. I've seen the looks. But part of me wants to be able to say, "Yes I did see...it was amazing!" Only I can change this.
Reagan