Smack That

I don't remember if I knew about the cast of the Real World: Seattle before I saw the first episode. (Cindy, did we?) What I do know, is that after every episode that season, I'd get a phone call:

"Holy shit! Did you see Irene?"

"Holy shit! Irene just lost her shit on national television!"

And yes, "Holy shit! Did you just see Irene get bitchslapped?" As I've mentioned before, Irene was an unofficial resident of my on-campus townhouse Junior year. Unofficial because she was a commuter who happened to know a couple of my roommates, and decided that commuting was a lot less fun than staying at our place every night for an entire semester. More often than not, one of our six beds were empty, because some of us had boyfriends and some of us were total sluts. I was the former. Cindy was the latter. (J/K! Love you, Cindy! Whore!)

Anyway, why am I telling you this, you ask? And why am I leaving out all the dirt, when you all know there's dirt? I'll answer your first imaginary question, first. As Jezebel pointed out today, it's the 10-year anniversary of the most exciting season of The Real World for me ever. Which means two things: 1) I am fucking old and 2) Jezebel posted the video of Stephen smacking her. Which I thought I'd share. Enjoy. And as for the dirt, well, this is the Internet, people, and I only talk shit about people I don't know personally, like Elliott Spitzer, or people I knew in passing who wouldn't remember me if they found my blog, like Rachael Ray.

On a completely unrelated note, if y'all could do me a favor and remind me the next time I schedule a haircut that I actually hate bangs, that would be super. Thanks!