About Last Night: Wednesday

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The Hills: Hypnotoad

Everybody goes out for drinks.  Again.  At least 24 times in this episode alone.  But when they’re not drinking, I guess other stuff happens.  Like, Steph has Max over for dinner (aww, she made dinner!  And awwwww, Max brought Girl Scout Thin Mints for dessert!).  But for some reason, she blabs about her relationship with Spencer and then her DUI, and then things get kind of awkward.  Lo, who apparently has decided to be the voice of reason without any ulterior motive this season, tells Steph that if she’s not ready to date, then she shouldn’t push it, and just surround herself with good friends who care about her.  I hate that I like Lo now.

So, everyone goes out to some Young Hollywood Party, and the cast of The Hills ruins everybody else’s night by throwing a big stink-bomb of drama in the middle of everything:  McKaela tries to talk to Brody, but Brody yells that he hates Allie and doesn’t know why she hangs out with her, and then Kristin has to yell at McKaela because she still has major girl-boner for Brody, and then Allie yells at Kristin, and then Kristin and Brody leave together.  But they’re not dating, okay?!  And they’re totes not boyfriend and girlfriend, okay?!  And Brody just happens to love the poetic and meaningful lyrics of Avril Lavigne’s music and nothing else!

And then there’s Audrina.  She’s confused.  About Ryan.  And long division.  And for some reason, she starts crying at Ryan’s concert, because she doesn’t know what to do about him or Justin Bobby or balancing her checkbook.

The City: Hypnotoad

It’s time for Whit’s show in Miami! There’s a lot to do: Choosing models, um . . . that’s kind of it until the runway show starts. Another designer, Romina, sort of tries to steal one of Whit’s models, and then when Whit goes to chat up some ladies who own a store, Romina tries to steal Whit’s thunder again. I have to say, though, Roxy does some good fashion-pimping for Whit. Not that she’s trying to ride some couture coattails because she doesn’t really have any talent in fashion. No, I’m sure that’s not the case. The fashion show is total chaos, but Roxy gets all assertive for once, and I actually have a modicum of respect for her. I know!

And then there’s the Elle peeps. Everyone goes to what seems to be a gay rave from 1999 for a Zac Posen party, and Olivia actually scores an interview with him. Because they’re good friends. And of course, she spends about 85% of the interview talking about herself. Erin shows British Louise’s interview from last week to Robbie and Keith, and they love it . . . but not enough to fire Olivia for some reason. *cough* contractually obligated to keep Olivia around *cough*.

Losing It With Jillian: Bluzgirl

Last night on Losing It With Jillian, we get to visit the Obama family! Oh, wait—just a press conference. If you don’t watch the show (and I’ve totally given Jillian all your names and addresses), last night’s show was cut short due to the President’s speech about the continuing Gulf crisis. Not to be outdone on the “hysterical” front, we were able to join Jillian on her mission to save yet another family on their road to impending disaster.

Since I haven’t seen the whole thing yet (I will, once the internet video is up!), I’ll give you a quick rundown on the part I saw and I’m sure we can all fill in the blanks.

We meet the Mays’ family from all the way out in California (Greyhound, NBC?). There was a divorce in the family (the Dad, not the dog), and the family went WAY down hill since then. If it was only a speed bump, they’d totally be on “America’s Got Talent”, but no, it was a major hill.

Jillian apparently makes Ruth (Mom) have a garage sale (the HORRORS!), the kids (there are 5 of them–my limited viewing only showed 2.5) work out and play soccer–all for the big finale at the May family reunion. Ruth even goes out on a date (not at the family reunion–sickos, what are you thinking??)

I’ll have it all soon–I promise. But I must say, Jillian does it again…She’s a total Dr. Phillian…