And in a pipe we fly to the Motherland,
Or sell love to another man,
It's too cold outside,
For angels to fly ..
I've still never actually listened to Ed Sheeran, despite his burgeoning gingery success. I also live with his cousin. Just sayin'.
There's a new reality show on E4 called Playing it Straight. The premise is that 11 guys and 1 girl live together in a house in Spain and all the guys do datey things and various challenges, potentially leading up to the girl choosing one of them. One guy is asked to leave every week. Now, the twist: Some of the guys are gay. But, neither we or the girl know exactly which of the guys prefer cock until she chooses to vote them off.
If she ultimately ends up with one of the straight guys, each of them win 25 grand. But, if she pulls one of the gays, he wins the entire 50,000. So if the gays want to win, they have to masculine the fuck up and pretend they like women, hence "playing it straight". We all agreed that any gay bloke worth his salt would live up to the sensitive stereotype and share the cash, if that were the case.
This programme pretty much confirms E4's rising status as a BBC3-esque trial area, where shows with the shittest premise are aired to just kinda test the water. My suggestion for this programme would have been to make all the guys gay, and the girl a lesbian. Then they could have marketed it as a "breaking down stereotypes and prejudices" programme, as opposed to the watchable crap it is at the moment. I can feasibly see it becoming a new monday night ritual.
Depressingly this has been a highlight of a pretty boring day. I handed in all my essays, which didn't actually incur as much "thank god thats out of the way" feeling that I'd hoped for, especially after the woman made me re-write all my hand-in slips because they were in pencil. She was probably just bitter that she'd been assigned to bitch-duty on essay deadline day. Then I went home, had a nap and drew a picture of my housemate shooting a zombie.
Me and Kellie also saw what looked like a bunch of cops loading up their van with stuff they'd just burgled from a house. It hardly looks like an investigation when the police are carrying out car seats and what looked like a washing machine and then driving off with them. They definitely saw us watching them, but they probably figured "fuck it, we're cops". The van also had a broken tail-light, which only added to our theory that something was amiss. We'll give them the benefit of the doubt for the time being, but if the house is reported as burgled in the next few days, and the police mysteriously have no leads, I'll be pretty certain that tonight we witnessed the perfect crime.
