i am so utterly charmed by the girls next door. i'm watching a "best of" episode on demand and i've seriously never felt so content. i love all the girls, i love mary, i love kendra's mom, and i even love heff.

my god, kendra is weird. i love it. when bridget's dog, wednesday went "doggytonic" and looked dead because she made him wear an easter bunny outfit, i laughed out loud for 5 minutes straight.

it's hard for me not to respect them. if i imagine that the show is a totally accurate representation of their lives, they seem liberated and so pleased with their choices and the awesome decadence it affords them. i love that they just called the kitchen and ordered guacamole and a strawberry milkshake.

i know, i'm lame for blogging about this show, and i don't care. oh my god, i almost just cried at one scene.