The Biggest Loser=Biggest Disaster

Tonight at work, Taralee Truman called me to see if Allan could burn a copy of the latest episode of The Biggest Loser. (We have a computer in the livingroom, where it's only job is to store our 15,000 photographs and record tv shows that we like to watch. So it's not like regular Tivo, but similar). She said that for some reason her DVR didn't record it. I called Allan and he said it would be a pain to burn it. I think something about converting it and all this stuff. I don't know, I don't ask. So I called her back and broke the news to her that he couldn't do it.

A few minutes later, he IM's me and says he's going to attempt to do it anyways, and we'll see what happens. EXCEPT! He can't find it!!! He starts by asking me if it was on last Tuesday, and I said of course! It was on their website, but only in clips. And then he broke the news to me that he couldn't find it recorded. I wanted to scream! This happens at least once a season and it just ruins my week. He asked me if I wanted him to download it. I said YES!! HA!

Why am I posting this? I am wondering how one can be so addicted to a television show like I am. I mean, I am really ticked (for lack of a word that I am willing to put on Blogger) off when this show doesn't get recorded. It's like someone just rear ended me mad. Ugh. That's not good right? That's not normal!

It's not like I'm TRYING to diet and actually listen to the tips that they give and it doesn't inspire me to lose weight or anything. Actually, it does the opposite. It makes me hungry! And not hungry like I'm gonna go make some whole wheat pasta, lightly drizzled in olive oil with a cup of vegetables on the side, with a side of lettuce and some lemon zest on top of that (see I watch the show and pay attention). NOPE. I want my microwaveable popcorn, with the pour over cheddar, and I mean POUR over cheddar. I am not drizzling any of that heart attack. Oh, did I mention the Dr. Pepper sitting on the table next to me??

So, again, why am I so addicted to this show?? I think that it's actually causing me to be unhealthy. That's all. I should really stop watching it. Because if I stop watching it, I will stop eating that yumminess of popcorn, and poor Orville Redenbacker will probably discontinue making it, because I won't be buying it so often. I just can't do that to poor Orville, so I will continue eating it, and watching my show. I mean, he's old. We should support our elderly, right?

Well, now that I've vented this pointless post, I'm going to get back to work now, and pray that my husband can find week 13 of The Biggest Loser, so I can come home from work and watch it, before I have an anxiety attack.