Dear God, the kids are finally asleep so I can watch The Hills

Alright, I'll admit it, I'm a Hills fan. Hello, my name is Rachel and I watch The Hills religiously. Like, it's programmed on my DVR to automatically record. As if I have to rely on a recording device when I KNOW that barring any crazy kid antics, I will be watching the show 'live.' I have been following the show since the kids were in highschool. I was in college. Hell, by then I might have even graduated. I'm not gonna lie. But a secret I might have was hidden is now embraced by a community that thrives on 'reality' tv. So no longer do I hide. I have fought by its side as it battled rumors of being a scripted show, battled it out with the BD ("My show is NOT fake"). Come on now guys, really. You're making it really hard for me. Does anyone else miss the days when the show at least pretended not to be so freak'n fake? It may not be scripted, but it's not real. Umm, last time I checked, all my friends were not found via producer or land an AWESOME job after awesome job b/c I'm on a show. And when old friends show up in your life, it's not called 'making a cameo'. And if I hear Spencer say Lauren is his 'arch enemy' one more time I might throw up in my hand bag. Alright, who am I kidding, I don't carry hand bags, it would be my diaper bag. But seriously. Real people do not say that or as often.
But I'm addicted. So of course I watch. In my rebellion, though, I type this while it airs.
Which leads me to this: whatever happened to REALITY tv? I'm an admitted junkie. I grew up watching the Real World, and watched in fascination as The Newlyweds came out. But really, is today's 'reality' fooling anyone? I can't even watch the shows that come out now without shaking my head or in some cases, wanting to chuck my shoe at the tv. How stupid do these tv people think that we are? Do not even get me started on Tila Tiquila. Why would I want to follow a show that is so obviously full of (as I say in front of the lil' ones) doggy do do? You people are not a show to fall in love. The only love that you are following is your own love of fame.
And shame on you people for watching. And I include myself in that. Shame on us for allowing Hollywood to be banking off of the fact that we are willing to sacrifice our (very hard-earned) time to watch this bull honkey (no, really, I never talked like this before I had kids), and they can't even give us the decency to make it LOOK real. Because, in the end, that's all I want from my Hills. I don't expect you to actually become REAL reality tv. But good god, at least pretend a little better.

Things that I am grateful for today: going on a walk with my BD (kids in tow of course) and seeing all sorts of crazy wild life...practically in our backyard! The fact that we had beer in the fridge. um, can I say mint chocolate chip icecream again?