Friday, August 31, 2007

843

And all the spoiled, rich, blond, California girl-bimbos were dressed like Amy Winehouse wannabes.

842

Plus there were only 2 check stands open and it took 30 minutes just to get through.

841

Having to go to Ralph's at 10:30 on a Thursday night to buy baby asprin for your old dog and standing in line behind hundreds of USC students buying booze.

840

Poor old doggie, stiff and sore, having trouble laying down.

Thursday, August 30, 2007

839

This.Seriously, it's stuff like this that makes me wonder if humanity is worth preserving.

Wednesday, August 29, 2007

838

Does ANYONE tell the truth anymore? Ever?

837

The constant, CONSTANT lying of those in the Republican party.

Tuesday, August 28, 2007

836

Fucking hippies.

835

If someone asks why you don't wear deodorant it's not a "lucky guess." You need it. Just use it.

834

Dames always shrieked at me and even chaps did in the free john!
Well, now I shriek at them, because I took Mega Dick.
For 6 months now my shaft is indeed more than national.

Monday, August 27, 2007

833

Gonzo. Everything.

832

The hypocrisy of the GOP knowing no bounds.

831

The genius of my friends and I going unrecognized for far too long.

Sunday, August 26, 2007

830

The asshole who got in the garage and stole our lawnmower. Hey, fuck-face. You forgot the grass-catch bag. Have fun mowing your lawn, shit-brick.

829

The asshole who moved out and left the garage door unlocked.

Friday, August 24, 2007

828

And what have I become?

827

The fact that I said, "my concern is that the average site viewer will not find the landing page content very engaging" in a meeting yesterday. Where the FUCK did that come from?

826

The internet isn't vast and/or funny enough to get me through the day.

825

Sears - and their complete lack of customer service, or even competent employees for that matter.

824

Lying credit card companies.

823

The inability to help people out in the ways I most want to.

Thursday, August 23, 2007

822

When the very sight of trashcans left in the street can ruin your day.

821

Really bad DJs who think the way to resolve bad system wiring is to turn up the volume.

820

Really bad DJs with worse sound systems.

819

Being constantly dissatisfied with what you must lower yourself to do everyday.

818

Work. It's for chumps.

Wednesday, August 22, 2007

817

The construction mess of yet another mass of condos being erected across the street from my office. No one is going to rent them. Stop blocking up traffic with your cranes and cement mixers and making it impossible to have a phone conversation and sullying my entire building and parking lot with daily layers of soot. Really, just stop.

816

The never ending traffic cluster fuck at Lincoln and Washington on my lunch hour, when going to the divorce store for the 11th damn time.

815

People who try to come in my office and hustle me for shit like better phone rates or cheaper labor law posters and get aggressive as I kick them out and point out the "No Soliciting" sign affixed to our door.

814

When friends aren't getting along the way they should be.

813

Hormonal and stress related acne requiring 4 prescriptions to get under control. Fuck you, hormonal stress- I will KILL you!

812

Being included on the tippity top of your ex's MASS email about how he finally quit the job that destroyed your relationship, and then getting berated by him about not expressing some kind of orgiastic glee that he finally made the decision he should have made a year and a half ago. What do you want, a fucking personalized plaque now for being some kind of emotional genius?

811

Getting yelled and cursed at by a shitty little "project manager" from NY first thing in the morning. At least let me have my green tea latte first, asshole.

810

Year and a half long headache.

809

Being unable to differentiate PMS-related emotional muck with real, genuine emotional muck.

808

Why? Just answer me that.

807

I despise the git who said that in #803. What the fuck.

806

Chinatown

805

Lonesometown

804

Crazytown

803

Someone telling you that your movie is "too short and stupid" to be appreciated by the French.

Tuesday, August 21, 2007

802

I don't remember driving to work this morning.

801

Having puffy eyes for over a week.

800

When sweet things hurt you. Like getting punched in the face by a bunny rabbit.

799

Being powerless to change someone else's heart.

798

I finally found an OB/GYN I like and she's not in network with the plan that seems only slightly less seedy and horrible. Goddammit!!!

797

I have to choose between two health insurance carriers who are both considered the "best" but both have dirty, seedy, horrible underbellies and I can't figure out if one is any better or worse than the other because other than Michael Moore's website, there is no information on the web on consumer ratings of health insurance companies.

796

This.

795

Healthcare in America.

794

Poor sister getting treated like crap by a horrible prosecuting attorney.

Thursday, August 16, 2007

793

Waking up with a headache I did everything to deserve.

Wednesday, August 15, 2007

792

Not having air conditioning in your office.

791

Finding out people you worked with who you assumed were much better paid are just as disgruntled, bored and wanting more out of their job as you are.

790

Overhearing a co-worker say to another co-worker, "It's so hot outside! I hope you have your swamp cooler on at home." Yeah, you wouldn't want your couch and television to get too hot while you're away!

789

In accordance with 788, I shouldn't have to wear a heavy sweater and closed shoes to work every day just to keep from freezing. My extremities shouldn't be frozen. I shouldn't have to be drinking hot tea to stay warm in the middle of summer.

788

That every time the temperature goes up outside, the indoor thermostat in offices seems to adjust accordingly in the opposite direction. Dear co-workers - just because it is 100 degrees outside does not mean it should be 60 degrees inside...

787

Hair in food.

786

Waking up with a headache that I didn't even have the pleasure of drinking too much to deserve.

Monday, August 13, 2007

785

That people still buy the "wanting to spend more time with my family" excuse.

784

The monstrous Karl Rove's apparent attempt to sneak out the back door of the White House.

783

Any one who describes something that is made in 1985 as 'vintage'. I'm not old enough for my childhood t-shirts to be ironic yet dammit!

782

Forced participation in a night's activity that can, at best, be described as "TMI," and at worst, "I can no longer look you in the eye on a daily basis."

Thursday, August 9, 2007

781

There's practically nothing honest I can write about on my regular blog anymore. Too many "nice-y" people reading it.

Wednesday, August 8, 2007

780

I've probably mentioned this before, but where's the money? I want some.

779

Finding out that people you like and respect turn into horrifying, suffocating parents.

778

It's people like you that me so skittish about using the telephone. Trust the power of voice mail. Trust it.

777

Why the bloody hell do people pick up the phone if they are in the middle of something and can't talk? You are not contractually obligated to pick up a phone every time it rings!! If you pick up when you're unable to talk, then I become this person who has annoyed you for calling at a bad time. Stop answering your phone!!

Friday, August 3, 2007

775

hi there is a man knocking at the door wanting to have a serious relation with.he likes you and love to know you.he is sweet lovely and hope to give his life some meaning by knowing you.

774

When a band has such a stupid name that you find you can't listen to them, even if you like their music, and still take yourself seriously.

773

Seeing a dead kitten on the road on the way to work. Way to start the day off lame, world.

772

Creepy guy that I work with got reported by two different women for sexual harassment and one of them wasn't me.

Thursday, August 2, 2007

771

Worrying about friends far away and collapsing bridges.

Wednesday, August 1, 2007