So, I was wrong...

Alas, there was no sex in the jungle room last night...Still, "Survivor" had an interesting twist last night with each tribe unknowingly swapping three members. It definitely has made things a bit more unpredictable. Silas is gone (Boo!...but he was becoming a bit of a lunkhead) and Brandon showed some cajones in the immunity challenge (you go, girl!). And it seems like the merge won't be coming as soon as we think...Oh Jeff, you rascal! Not sure if I have a clear pick as to who will win. At the moment, I think it could be Ethan or I might agree with Ted and place my bets on Lex.

Feeling much better today, though I still had a twinge of a headache when I woke up and was slightly feverish last night. This is turning out to be an annual tradition. I clearly remember feeling this crappy around Election Day last year. At the time, I was living in North Hollywood and the polling center was in the lobby of my apartment. I woke up at 5 PM, literally rolled out of bed, and went downstairs to vote. After which I walked back up to my apartment and lied in bed not knowing the hanging-chad-filled madness that would ensue.

And I highly recommend picking up the current issue of "TV Guide." It features an exclusive fluff piece...I mean, "interview," with Michael Jackson. There are some priceless quotes that I'll be posting on here over the next few days in anticipation of what will be the greatest freak show of the year: Michael Jackson's tribute special, which airs Tuesday night at 9 on CBS. HUZZAH!