I know that many of you are mourning the loss of my pseudo-daily blog ramble but, alas, I've been busy. I have recently noticed that with the loss of misery in my life, I have partially lost a muse. Pain was a very intimate friend of mine and we had grown accustomed to one another's company. Our daily tango quickly turned to inspiration and that being as it was... I wrote...frequently. My writing may have been the hate-filled diatribe of an unhinged social outcast but, nevertheless, there it was for you to sneer at. That being said, this is my long-time companion's obituary. You will not be mourned.
Now, let me not forgo the usual mention of the everyday things that irk me to the hilt. I'll list them in random order because, at times, one may piss me off more than the other. (It really depends on the day, to be honest about it.)
Nena's List of Personal Pet Peeves:
* People that drive the wrong direction in a parking lot.
(I had this happen to me recently and when the ass almost slammed into me, he had the audacity to flip ME off.)
*People that show up 30 minutes before a store opens.
(Just what in the hell do you need from anywhere at 8:30 am?)
*People who think that "yield" is more of a suggestion than a rule.
(Yes, I mean you. That sign is letting YOU know that the others cars will not stop for your ignorant ass.)
*People who think that they are the exception to every rule.
(What?!?! I have to wait like everyone else?!? Me?!?! That's absurd. Yes, you. You rank right below the person who came before you. Accept it.)[also: see above]
*People who give advice that they do not follow.
(The ever-famous "do as I say, not as I do" mindset. I will gauge your opinion or advice by how your life is going... so keep that in mind next time you give me parenting advice and both of your children are failures.)
*People who suffer from a severe case of extreme self entitlement.
(The world owes you nothing. Therefore, I *owe* you absolutely nothing. You are not doing me a favor by doing what you are SUPPOSED to do. If you're a mother, you are supposed to care for your children. The same holds true if you are a father. You don't babysit your own kids. Get over yourself. Honestly.)
*College students who attempt to play up the whole, "I'm a poor college student" thing.
(Yeah well, get a job. I have a job. You can get a job. You are preaching to the choir on that one, asshole.)
Friday, November 21, 2008
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