Or not. Sometimes it is, sometimes it isn’t. The inconsistency is rather annoying.
AMEN!!!
The first time I saw this I thought 1) Why are all these people kicking trees? and 2) What’s with the dude in the Pippi Longstocking wig?
Yes, I know “Wendy” also has her hair like that, but I still think Pippi Longstocking. This has got to be one of the stupidest ads ever.
You do realize that you can type the first letter of the country you’re looking for and go right to that section, right?
Alright, listen. I may still live in your house, and you may still be my legal guardian, but I am also a legal adult; therefore, you have no right to withhold my mail from me. Especially when it concerns my inheritance from my deceased grandparents. And don’t give me some lameass excuse for withholding it, like the one you used: “Your parents need to discuss things first.” Excuse me, but what about this do you two need to discuss with each other about my own inheritance that I am forbidden from knowing?! My inheritance, and the information surrounding it, is legally mine, so next time we get a letter about this, don’t physically prevent me from taking it.
And while I’m on a minirant tirade, here’s a slightly TMI one – screw you, birth control, and your “common side effects [that] include irregular bleeding and mood swings for the first one to three cycles”. I got the prescription for you because I wanted a release from the pain of menstruation every month – and you decide to not only royally mess up with my cycle, but make my off-schedule bleeding painful, as well?! Not only that, but you’re messing with my emotions, tinkering with them like they’re some newfangled toy your Mommy bought you, and MY PERSONALITY IS NOT YOURS TO FUCK WITH.
Close… Atlanta. And I don’t think I’d actually punch one of them, if only because I’m not armed and he may well be. But I certainly have fantasized, vividly, in Hi-Def, about doing so.
Ditto! Though with the addition of ‘stop doing this *on * me’ I don’t like sitting there, thinking the cat might actually *like * me because hey, she jumped onto the couch with me, why look at that she’s actually deigning to share a seat with me! Only to realize that no, she just wants to let me know how much she despises me in her own special way.
Also, in an unrelated note…go away tiny ants! You were after the oatmeal packets that had fallen in the pantry, but I cleaned that up thoroughly but you remain. And my husband put out ant traps, so I was feeling bad for you until I saw four tiny ants ganging up on a big ant that was just passing by, trying to carry him away like a crumb. He’s not food, he’s an ant like you! It’s disturbing! Stop doing that!
Oh my FUCKING god you lazy cunt. If you want to see if the PUBLIC library has a book, you do not go to the reference desk at the UNIVERSITY library to demand that the desk person (me today) do a search. You walk your self-entitled ass three blocks to the PUBLIC library and look it up from there!
I hope you melt to the sidewalk.
Haha, SpazCat, that reminds me of when I worked in a bookstore and people would call us with the WEIRDEST questions, often about the library. Did you call the library? NO. You called the bookstore. I don’t know what time they close today, why don’t you try calling THEM?
I think somebody’s ready for a few days off. 
Your clock isn’t slow. Time is just speeding up.
That reminds me - it seems like every time I switch between the Mac OS and Windows OS on my Mac, my clock keeps getting massively out of time. No big deal, I guess, except my emails are going out with a completely wrong time stamp on them. 
Boy am I ever. Sadly, this is one of the weekends that I have to work Sunday night. 
It just really really really sucks that it hurt so freaking much to take a shower today. Even after I took my pain pill (Norco).
I plan to be grouchy and whiny for the rest of the day now.
That’s how I always almost ship my stuff to Cameroon.
I was reading a book recently where a character says “This is a record store, sir. We don’t answer general questions.” It’s amazing how many people aren’t too shy to open a phonebook at random and call WHOEVER when they have a problem or complaint. Bless them all.
My mini rant is that if you are an annoying little couple who dresses their kid up like the michelin man just to go for a bike ride and then dress yourselves up like the michelin men out of solidarity for what your child’s going through, and then you set off as a family on your bikes, then DON’T RIDE YOUR FUCKING BIKES ACROSS THE CROSSWALK! Just because I hate you doesn’t mean I want to kill you with my car. If you want to be the type of parents who teach their kids to do the opposite of what everyone tells kids to do at intersections then drop the act with the elbow pads because you aren’t fooling anyone!
My other mini rant is with regard to a certain thread in GQ about how women talk too much and everyone hates them. FUCK OFF! Just because women annoy you more when they talk doesn’t mean they’re talking more.
Awakened. A useful word. It’s a pity more people don’t use it.
Screw my MIL’s doctor.
She has a “web” in her throat. It should have been removed the last time she went to the ER for choking. The Throat Surgeon Doctor was furious, took names and made phone calls to grind the ER doctor into the dust, and told her she needs surgery. Fine. Except…
She can’t have surgery until she passes a stress test. Fine. Except…
Until the stress test, Throat Surgeon Doctor doesn’t want her eating solid food. She could choke and die, you see. Fine, except…
She has the stress test last Thursday. She hasn’t eaten solid food in two weeks. This is a tiny woman who can’t afford to lose much weight. She’s already lost eight pounds.
So…drum roll please…did she pass the stress test?
We don’t know. She won’t be able to see the doctor to get the results of the stress test…until July 20. Until then…still no solid food.
I’m sure five weeks of a liquid diet will do wonders for her stress level. This is also a very stubborn woman who is getting incredibly fed up and I wouldn’t put it past her to say “Fuck it” and go eat a ham and gravy dinner. Which she could choke on.
(Yes, she’s calling her primary doctor on Monday to get this kick started. I also told Ivylad to call her Stress Doctor and put some pressure on him. But holy frickin’ cow, do doctors think a senior citizen who smokes like a chimney eating no solid food for five weeks because they can’t get her in to give her* test results* is a good idea???)
Just wanted to complain about this little tidbit I saw in the IMDB news section today:
I think the iPhone is a ridiculous waste of money and the hype for a stupid phone that does the stuff sorts of things that other high end phones does (BUT THIS ONE’S FROM APPLE!) is stupid. But thinking Cher should get a free one just because she’s Cher is even more ridiculous and stupid.
People who take up “common area” laundry facilities:
Someone in another apartment left their wet laundry in the washing machine for TWO DAYS. Finally needing to do some laundry, I took it out and left it in the hamper that these assholes brought the cursed rags down from their apartment in.
That was 4 days ago. I’m glad they are no longer preventing the occupants of the other 5 apartments in the complex from doing laundry, but pretty soon this shit is going to stink. If it’s here another couple of days I’m just going to throw their shit away.
No, but they let Wozniak move to the front of the line.
That seems fair.
Could you possibly take a Metrolink train in to downtown L.A., and thence by bus to UCLA? Transit between downtown and UCLA does suck but at least you could use the train and bus time to study.