Long-term readers of this blog would’ve realised by now that the attention I pay to this corner of the Internet has waned. It’s not because of disinterest, but rather a case of the shoemaker’s…
Tag: rant
notes from under the desk
remember I once told you about lunch? well, I have a new pet peeve. I write this to you from under the desk, where I’m hiding, out of fear that the aliens…
Here, have a rant.
Dear World-Out-There, I thought it time I have a rant. Pet peeves and stuff. Here we go: People who drink and drive. Are you absolutely dumb? What part of the…
look, lady…
1. You really grate me. You seriously get up my nose, down my throat and swilly around my intestines. 2. When I am sitting down, after a long day, I really do…
Issues of Trust
Why am I writing this? The details of it are inconsequential. Strangely enough, I have no idea if the person concerned is reading this or not. Nor do I actually care anymore….
oh for pete sakes…
So we can’t smoke on a patio as of Friday but, are a country famed for it’s violence, unemployment and overloaded health system? (although, I absolutely agree with the ‘no smoking when…
a typical cath post.
i do promise i’m here. really. really. really. truth is, though, my head is spinning. with questions. when did i get so responsible? when did i, the world’s greatest slacker and inventor…
Oh, and a rant..
Dear Spam mailers, text message spammers, spam comment posters and flipping telesales marketers… quite simply. Bugger off. I do NOT want your Viagra, porn links (on both counts, I lack the required…
A bitter letter to noone.
It’s been a Monday. I just need to offload. It’s been a swirl of a day. I just need to say it and move on. I am bitter because no matter how hard…
lunch.
There’s a few things that bug me. Okay, I lie, there’s more than a few things… But, my pet peeve for the day… Is the lunch-mongerer. Who’s the lunch-mongerer, you ask? The…