769

Have to pee. ALL the time.

768

Reggae.

767

Horrible neighbor-owners of monstrous neighbor-dogs.

766

Horrible neighbor-dogs, start barking at 4 am and go until 5:30 am.

765

Whoever left their damn dirty dishes in the bathroom sink at work. What's the matter with you?

764

Missing a concert because of Sick, and not being able to get a refund.

763

Giving my Sick to others. That is just so rude.

762

Losing a whole weekend to Sick. It's ok if it's during the work week, but when it spills over? Suck.

761

"Sent from the mighty blackberry!"

760

Forgetting your glasses.

759

Picking up the book you want to buy only to find "Oprah's Book Club" stamped on the cover. I can't buy you now, damn it!

758

Hot ladies who emaciate themselves. (I'm looking at you Amy Winehouse.) Girls, come on. Curves are where it's at.

757

Hugging a really skinny chick. Will I break you?

756

That there is no such thing as a free lunch. Why can't there be? Damn it. It's true.

755

I cancelled our entire trip to Comic-Con because my Dad was going to be visiting and I was supposed to be in a show. The show cut me, and now my Dad cut his trip, and I ain't gots no Comic-Con. God dammit, again!

754

Having a cold and my period in 95 degree heat is making me a bit loony and overdramatic.

753

My Mom would have visited and been thrilled just to hang out with us. No business reasons needed. God dammit, I miss her so much.

752

My Dad was supposed to fly in this evening for a week-long visit, and just called and cancelled. His reason? "My business reasons for coming evaporated."

750

Getting deluged in net traffic because a lame porn site opened up by the same name.

749

The phrase "My two-cents worth." Keep your cheap-ass opinion to yourself then!

748

Too slow to buy tickets online to see one of my favorite bands play.

747

I woke up sick. Bleh.

746

Congratulations, Los Angeles, Least Affordable City!!!

745

Watching a bigger asshole come out of the sea with a tiger shark that he'd harpooned.

744

Being the two assholes that didn't get a ticket.

743

And the sheltered, lame-ass, prick-hole neighbor-narcs who ratted on us. You may have won this round prick-holes, but we'll always be more awesome. And happier.

742

F' the police.

741

At your birthday celebration.

740

Being given the choice between 3 days in jail or an $80 fine, that will go on your "permanent summer record."

739

When the Malibu police say, "there's the letter of the law and then there's the SPIRIT of the law. So you guys can just go back to frisbee while I write your citations."

738

When the Malibu police open up your beach cooler, find your margarita fixin's and say, "OK, Gather 'round people."

737

At my birthday celebration.

736

All my happy smiling friends getting charged $80 a piece for having a good time.

735

Malibu Police busting up my quiet beach community for drinking.

734

The neighbors and their fucking parking ISSUES!!! Yes, AGAIN!! Get a life people!

733

Spoken word.

732

The phrase "Pull yourself up by your boot straps."
Just...
Fuck you.

731

Conversations constructed entirely of meaningless corporate phraseology.

730

People who find at least 6 different ways to make you aware of their religious beliefs in the span of 4 hours.

729

Being told you are not "exceptional" in enough categories to warrant an extra 1% pay increase.

728

Talent agent my ass.

727

When your SO talented, wonderful friend feels bad about stupid Hollywood when stupid Hollywood is lame, superficial and so not about the talented people who give them the chance to see them perform. They should be so lucky.

726

YOU fucking (can we curse here?) go out there and make a movie, if you're so fucking smart!

725

Everyone's a frickin' critic. People who don't deserve to be. People who are stupid and dim-witted and don't like things because they don't understand them. STOP IT. Just STOP IT and enjoy the fact that your ass is being entertained!!!

724

My co-worker can't just go to a movie and frickin' enjoy it. He's got to explain all the stupid, inane reasons why an awesome movie wasn't awesome because a shirt was the wrong color or his popcorn tasted bad or whatever...he just can't let himself enjoy anything.

723

My co-worker is dead inside and it makes me sad.

722

Being an annoying actor who wallows.

721

Generally, just the humiliation of still not making it. Of the long, constant slog ahead. Of despair.

720

WHY CALL ME IN and have me work so hard if you're not even interested in legit singers?

719

I can't sing like an American Idol singer. It's not in my nature. My nature is apparently going to keep me from advancing in this business.

718

No one, and I mean NO ONE besides me at the agent audition was over 18.

717

Finding out that I'm actually an old dinosaur amongst a totally new generation of teenage american idol singers.

716

The accompanist not knowing how to play my song and giving me a sneer when I give him the music.

715

It's times like these I want to curl up and disappear.

714

Preparing for what feels like years to have an audition with an Equity agent who would submit me for theatre, finally getting a call from a very reputable one, and then her literally GRIMACING during my audition.

713

Paying a lot of money for voice lessons for an audition for an agent, and then just sucking anyway.

712

Having my husband do hours of hard work and editing to help me get a reel, and then not being able to use it.

711

Spending hundreds of dollars to get tapes of my old shows transfered to DVD so I can make a reel, and the person I made the reel for doesn't even want it.

710

"Hey Ladies! I'm pretty new to this whole myspace thing, i'm just looking to find some hot girls to trade pics and/or cams with...even cybering gets me off. I just wanna get crazy with some myspace hot chicks."

709

Bitterness.

708

Hang overs. I'm too old for this.

707

Waking up alone.

706

Recurring night terrors and sleep paralysis episodes, the like of which I have not had in years. Don't start up on me now, subconcious.

705

The waiting....

704

iEverything

703

Sitting alone in a hotel room in Reno, logging various things that piss me off.

702

Any car commercial featuring any sort of "Indie" band. Yeah, you hit my clit on the head with that one. Now, nothing will stop me from buying one of your corporate shill-mobiles.

701

"Everybody Loves Raymond."
Not everybody...not everybody.

700

Reno.

699

Being trapped in a weird hotel with a fake lake, in the middle of Reno, NV. There is nowhere to go around here. Nowhere.

698

Fake Lakes.

697

People who ask inane questions requiring obvious answers at inappropriate times, like 3 hours in to a very long, boring convention seminar.

696

People who crack and smack their gum, while taking their shoes off in public places like the airport.

695

People who crack and smack their gum.

694

Getting another call from an agent to represent me for film/tv and googling to discover he's the scum of the earth. So I'm finally getting calls from agents, but they're from the worst agents in town.

693

Yowch.

692

I am a doofball-a-saurus around people I admire. Dammit.

691

Oh Mac, how can you get some things so right, and other things so very, very wrong?

690

Old drunks puttin' the "Nay" in neighbor.

689

Other people inflicting their disarray on my perfectly timed projects.

688

Last minute "input" on something that has been done for days.

687

Noticing things all around me that make me angry, but being too tired to get properly worked up. Than getting angry over my own lethargic apathy.

686

Waking up late, driving through worse than usual traffic and arriving at work pissed off.

685

When your drunk, pill popping neighbor tells you you "are one of those rare people who have something special. And it's not just the legs, but you sure got those, too."

684

When you are too afraid to start a war with your drunk, pill popping neighbor to tell him that you now detest him far more than he could ever superfluously hate your totally bitchin' neighborfriends.

683

When your drunk, pill popping neighbor stands on your front porch and very loudly talks shit about you and your boyfriend to your nice normal neighbor, saying over and over again that he hates you, for about 30 minutes.

682

The weird territorial parking issues of do-nothing neighbors.

681

Having to do a big ol' design presentation with two days notice because your boss will be on vacation again by then, and has been on vacation every other week for many moons now.

680

The metrosexual in the Hummer behind me at a red light who nudged my bumper twice, shaking me from my morning drive time meditation because he kept taking his foot off the brake while trying to operate his Blackberry, who then didn't even look up to see me shaking my fist at him in the rearview mirror.

679

Great theatre companies in constant financial struggle.

678

Turducken.

677

Fish Sticks.

676

Tater Tots.

675

We're not famous yet.

674

Idealism slipping away.

673

When blanket, crotchety old man statements like, "All politicians are crooks!" start making more and more sense.

672

Living paycheck to paycheck.

671

Day off in the middle of the week. What a tease.

670

Arriving early for a doctor's appointment, and then being made to wait 45 minutes after the appointment time, shivering, in a paper gown, for a pap smear.

669

The phrase "hit the ground running."

668

The phrase "brain dump."

667

The phrase "throw the baby out with the bath water."