I've had six hours of sleep in the last two days. I should be sleeping now, and I really want to, but my tone deaf neighbors chose this particular night to throw a loud karaoke party. Bon Jovi at 2:30 AM? What have I done to deserve this? Assholes.

Oh well, let's just watch Survivor. This week, the tribe of winners and the tribe of losers finally merged into one big happy tribe of losers. Well, maybe they weren't so happy. The luxury resort was gone, and they had to start from scratch with no shelter and no food. What? No shelter and no food? How horrible! It's almost like that show... what is it called? Oh, right... SURVIVOR.

Lame banner, lamer name. Seriously, "Bula Bula"?

The merge of course brought with it a lot of strategizing and scheming, but I won't go into details. Why? Because I can't concentrate with all the freaking noise. Die, Bon Jovi, die!

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