Archive for October, 2005

Spotted yesterday…

A man who has both a horrendously long and curly mullet AND a huge bald spot.

Is he saving up his hair? WTF?

Things that annoy me – 26 October 2005

Not much is annoying me today because I had a good day and took my tablets. But, I am still pretty irked…

1. People who use “brought” instead of “bought” when talking about their purchases. For some reason it makes my blood pressure rise to an unhealthy level every time I hear or read it. Similarly, I hate it when Jason refers to Brendan Fraser as “Brendan Frasier”, or “guarantor” as “guaranteeeur” and other malaprops. Yes, yes, I am a pedant. So what?

2. The weeds in my garden.

3. Cinderella, Snow White and all the Disney Princesses. I hate them ALL. Especially Ariel, the little pain in the arse. And if I hear that Mermaid song ONE MORE TIME…ok…breathe…

Things that annoy me – 25 October 2005

1. Upgrading to WordPress 1.5 only to realise that my css design from the previous version is useless. Then, spending the afternoon fucking around and it still not being quite right. My apologies.

2. Having a stupid family. Its my Dad’s birthday today and I need to seriously consider whether to ring him or not – because a) he doesn’t care and b) he’ll just put a guilt trip on me anyway. Wish I had a normal, loving family where birthdays were not a source of stress!

3. The dog next door. Again. Fucker.

4. Nick Jr. Despite being a great babysitter when I feel like being a crap parent (most of the time), if I hear the Backyardigans theme song again I think I will kill myself.

5. Jason. I dunno why. Just one of those days.

6. Encoding video, particularly AVI. I threw my mouse across the room this morning because VirtualDub did not do what it was supposed to.

7. Mothers who think that because THEY had a good pregnancy and didn’t die in childbirth that it is true for everyone else. And they feel the need to go all earth mother on our arse, like they are the only person to EVER have a child without drugs. Boooring.

8. My house is a mess. OK, its clean but *I* think its a mess and can barely move to do anything about it.

Blog Depression…

I was sent this today, and because I don’t have much else to post, I thought I’d upload it here. Made me laugh, and that’s the main thing ;)

Things that annoy me – 23 October 2005

I have decided to create an all-new category for this blog that might motivate me to post a bit more. I want to focus on those little things that annoy the shit out of me, but are not blogworthy in their own right. It might also provide some insight into why I am such a moody bitch. I hope that it will be a daily or roughly-so post to keep me motivated. Basically I will focus on what is annoying me…right now.

So, here’s the first one.

1. The dog next door who barks non-stop from his loneliness and neglect, wakes me up at 5 EVERY morning, barks ALL DAY and ALL EVENING and the owner doesn’t give a shit. Have complained to the Bayswater Council several times, and they have done stuff all – the Ranger treats us with contempt every time we ring – like we’re interfering in HIS day. Anyone got any rat poison they can spare?

2. People who shove heavily pregnant women in the fruit and veg store, and then snarl at said obviously pregnant woman for being in THEIR WAY. Italian mamas are the worst for this. I copped a trolley in the guts and was in pain for 2 hours afterwards because Mama wanted some celery…and I was getting mushrooms which were in her way.

3. That abortion at 36 weeks is apparently illegal.

4. That the baby capsule looks shit in my car, that there’s dust under my couch, that the windows need cleaning…and nothing is EVER clean enough or good enough, and that my husband does not have a magic wand and. will. pay.

5. That I need to learn how to use mymphpadmin and ktml to maintain the integrity of lisaloeb.com, but I am lazy.

6. Kevin Andrews, and the fact that even he doesn’t believe his own bullshit about IR Reform anymore. His appearance on Insiders this morning provides proof of this.

7. “Family Jules”. Thanks to my oh-so-witty Dad (and yes it is also a Simpsons reference for the hard of thinking – think Abe Simpson.) my sons name is ruined.