Things That Annoy Me


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I feel the need to indulge myself in making a list of things that greatly annoy me. This is the verbal version of my yoga breathing...

1. People who announce they are pregnant when it really isn't necessary that you know. Also, saying your a "pregger." Pregger? What the heck?

2. People who are self-declared experts on everything! "Well in MY experience..." (or lack thereof)

3. People who refuse to disipline their children in fear of damaging their delicate constitution. Instead, they chase them screaming around the office, damaging OUR delicate constituions. And, these terrors grow up to be theives, murders and general terrors to society. All because their parents didn't spank them. Selfish bleeps.

4. People who are beligerent, and think they are THE most important customer. Guess what? We have like, two hundred of you "most important" people, back off before I bite you.

5. People who are mysteriously upset and angry. You cannot figure out a way to pacify them or placate them, and you are tiptoing around on eggshells because of it.

6. Last, but not least. PEOPLE WHO ARE MARRIED BUT MAKE OUT WITH MARINES ANYWAY! Ahem!

I think that concludes it!


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This odd narrative is my life. I ended up in Pittsburgh, of all places--from the beach. I have no hobbies, other than cooking excessively and eating microwave popcorn. I enjoy shopping, the Food network, hiding the remote so the Food network cannot be turned off, find ethnic food stores and restaurants and reading voraciously. My life is decidedly pedestrian.


I worked in the car business where I was required to be ruthless and soul-less wench, which is when I started this project. Since then, I've kept it up because secretly, I've always wanted to join the military. Every male in my mother's family has joined and I quietly entertain thoughts of joining. I haven't yet and don't know if I ever will, but sending the troops cookies keeps me sane. it makes me think I still have a shred of human kindness left in my withering soul. it's a small way for me to salute the men and women who are brave enough to fight for freedom. And makes me feel like I'm contributing toward troop morale--even if I'm not. So if you want to help, send me addresses of troops you know stationed overseas. you may also contribute toward the cost of chocolate chips, but don't feel obligated, that link is here only by request.


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