Things that annoy me:
1) The fact that water drips out of the ceiling at work. Eww!
2) The parking lot Nazi who hovers and stops traffic because she thinks that this one, single solitary space is better than a handicapped space, is just as close, which she should use because she's got a handicapped license plate, but she doesn't use it. I just wanna smack her!
3) People riding my butt when I'm driving in my car. How may I facilitate you crawling up my butt?
4) The fact that no one laughs when I joke and say "The world is my ashtray".
5) wedgies
6) backtalk. I would've not DARED to sass my momma (the one that died when I was 7) the way my daughter sasses me.
7) Menstrual cramps.
8) Let's not forget: PMS.
9) The fact that my sister's stalker has still not been arrested. The population of her town is 250. I mean, how hard can it really be to apprehend him? He's blonde, has 3 front teeth, has a friggly eye and walks with a limp. I mean, really!
10) Boring neighbors. The guys that live upstairs are cute and they have a band. But they're never home when I am.
Next door? Two geriatrics. Bore bie and snooze sauce..
11) The fact that most watch makers think if you're over 165 pounds that you don't deserve to wear a watch and don't make them to fit you.
12) Being single. Being single used to be fun. I did it for the past 6 years. Now, it's not so much fun. It's boring.
13) The fact that cable costs so much money. I won't pay for it. So, my daughter moans weekly that she must surely be dying without it.
14) The fact that I make good money and the sad fact that by payday I usually have 65 cents in my wallet.
15) The fact that people who design underwear think it's funny to make panties for fat girls with pies, fruit or furry little schnauzers on them. Or dogs with doghouses. Yep, that's what I want on my undies!
16) People who design bras who think if you're over a 36c that you have to wear some white or beige contraption that squishes the girls together and gives you a uniboob. Oh, and the fact that they think big boobs don't need a little padding or shaping here and there.
17) When you go to a club, and you gotta go to the bathroom: it's always 15 inches wide. God forbid you are drunk because you'll probably fall in. And bathroom clubs are NOTORIOUS FOR BEING NASTY!
18) The fact that many people do not think I KNOW I'm fat! I hear it all the time. Or the people that are walking the opposite way down the hall and even though there's 5 feet of space they flatten themselves on the wall as you pass by so that the fatness isn't contagious.
19) That many stores do not carry my size. I'm a size up from the last size they carry.
20) Shoes? Don't even get me started. I think in a narrow shoe I'm a size 11. In a wide size, I'm a 10. It is so embarrassing!
21) Bullies. My child is constantly harassed by bullies. This has been going on since kindergarden. Next year? I'm so going to proactive and I will not put up with it any more.
22) Pessimism. I mean, really, is it that bad?
23) The fact that I've not been able to read a book for months because of all the demands on my time. The closest I get are magazines. I'd like to curl up with a juicy story. I'm embarrassed to say that I don't even know what's in Oprah's Book Club or the New York Times Best Seller's List.
24) The fact that I've written Oprah umpteen times about my life story and she doesn't respond. However, a guy fills her inboxes every day with the plea to be a Hollywood Star and she calls him! And brings him on the show!!
And gets him a part on a soap! I want to make the world a better place for crime victims and I don't get the time of day. But this guy? HE GETS IT ALL!
25) I would be remiss if I din't mention the loathing for the guy that killed my mom, and if I didn't mention that poor misguided soul of his step-daughter.
26) The fact that I'm still dealing with this case.
27) The fact that my wardrobe is limited because of my size and to be fashionable at this size is to be poor. Because fashionable clothes for fat people are EXPENSIVE! The cheap top I'm wearing today has flowers and flower pots on it. Not exactly something a fashionable Libra would wear.
28) The fact that I had to lock my diary.
29) The fact that my neighbor has not paid me back a cent of that money I loaned her. Also a sneaking feeling that she never will.
30) The fact that Cinders, my adopted ma, can still make me feel this big sometimes. For example, on Monday at the barbecue, 3/4 of folks had got their plate. I finally go get mine. I pull out a bun for a hamburger and one for a hotdog. I get my side items, and the I go for the hamburger. That's when mom pulls me aside and tells me that that's all the food there is for everybody! There's a ton of meat there. But I nod and put the hamburger bun back. 15 minutes later, witness almost EVERYONE go back for seconds, including mom. Inwardly, I steam. I'm mad because not even 1/2 hour before ma tells me that I can go ahead and put in on the meat order. Meaning, I can cough up a pretty large amount of dough. Mad because all I had was a bratworst and I know I'm the only one she asked for money.....seething....seething. Now remembering that I treated her to STEAK not even 3 days before at it wasn't cheap!
Stay tuned for more things that irk me.
2:18 pm - June 02, 2005
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