I subscribed to the Big Brother Live Feeds. I’m sad, I know. And addicted. I’ve been tweeting about them, though, and joining in some conversations.
I’m not much of a fan of the people who have been in the live feed chats, though, or the fangirls going all over the place.
I get it — the couples are cute — but I feel like they’re all just fourteen-year olds who think they know how the entertainment industry works, or that they know and understand other random things, e.g. “CBS wouldn’t tell them to look a certain way. It’s reality TV. The houseguests do what they want.”
So, I don’t watch the chats.
Where I can, I’ll give specific times and cameras. I watch more at night, i.e. when so many fans are sleeping.
My tags (I should have done “bb[name]”, but I didn’t. Oh well.):
I rarely ever watch reality television.
(i.e. I never watch it.)
And yet, I’m obsessed.
I watch it at night. All the best things happen at night.
My grandpa has cancer, and I am burying myself in others’ drama to help me deal.