Stuff that pisses me off
* The Goo Goo Dolls
* Bacon grease
* Wrapping round presents
* The calorie count in Bailey's
* People on my MSN list that don't talk to me for six months, until they need something, and then they get prissy when you don't drop everything you're doing to bend over backwards and help them with things that are already overdue
* Losing expensive shirts because someone said they'd take care of it, but then you don't see that person for a week or so, and they totally forget what the shirt looks like
* Not being able to find a return flight from here to Toronto on more than two week's notice
* Missing all three Hip concerts in the Maritimes this weekend, just because I was tired. And didn't have a ticket, or a place to stay, or anyone who wanted to come along with me.
* People that eat all the flakie cakes in the cupboard but don't take out the empty box, building up my anticipation and then letting it fall down into a crashing pile of crap. Then I eat bacon.
* 100 watt light bulbs
* Time zone differences
* The Canadian postal service. (They lost an order from American Eagle. AE re-sent the order, and guess where the replacement is now? Yup. MIA.)
* People who said the word "to" like "tyu." It's not befitting a man to purse his lips like that, unless they're saying the word "tutu." And in that case, well, you know he's not pursing his lips just to pronounce words in a funny way.
* Discount chocolate that has dust on it even before you open it
* The sound of slurping kisses
* Nights that go down to minus 25 degrees, and freezing in your bed because someone turned down the heat since they were a little warm in their fleece pyjamas.
* The price of a decent martini in this joint
* Memorial University
* Cats
* The sheer size of XBox controllers
* Hair that looks like it's receding, but it's just due to uneven bangs
* Unisex hair stylists
* People that think I like talking about computers
* Cameras with sand in them
* Falling asleep at 7 PM every night, and then waking up at 10, and having way too much energy for the rest of the night
* Punctuationless rants
* Emotionally crippled idiots who spent too much time staring at their navel and dwelling on "Oh, woe is me, I need a support group, I need attention, boo-fuckin'-hoo"-type hippie crap. If they just looked outside of their little bubble, they'd see there's this thing called life going on, and the more they take themselves out of it, the less they're getting out of it. Suck it up, princesses, and get back in there. Your parents aren't going to write you note to excuse you this time.
* Driers that somehow produce water. Washers whose knobs are marked in random letters. (Water temperature: H-C/C-F W-W/M-M/ C-F/H-C. I mean, seriously, what the fuck?)
* The town of Slummerside's theme song. It makes me never, ever want to go back there. Fortunately, 80% of the island can survive without the whole town anyway.
* Stopping in medias res
* Bacon grease
* Wrapping round presents
* The calorie count in Bailey's
* People on my MSN list that don't talk to me for six months, until they need something, and then they get prissy when you don't drop everything you're doing to bend over backwards and help them with things that are already overdue
* Losing expensive shirts because someone said they'd take care of it, but then you don't see that person for a week or so, and they totally forget what the shirt looks like
* Not being able to find a return flight from here to Toronto on more than two week's notice
* Missing all three Hip concerts in the Maritimes this weekend, just because I was tired. And didn't have a ticket, or a place to stay, or anyone who wanted to come along with me.
* People that eat all the flakie cakes in the cupboard but don't take out the empty box, building up my anticipation and then letting it fall down into a crashing pile of crap. Then I eat bacon.
* 100 watt light bulbs
* Time zone differences
* The Canadian postal service. (They lost an order from American Eagle. AE re-sent the order, and guess where the replacement is now? Yup. MIA.)
* People who said the word "to" like "tyu." It's not befitting a man to purse his lips like that, unless they're saying the word "tutu." And in that case, well, you know he's not pursing his lips just to pronounce words in a funny way.
* Discount chocolate that has dust on it even before you open it
* The sound of slurping kisses
* Nights that go down to minus 25 degrees, and freezing in your bed because someone turned down the heat since they were a little warm in their fleece pyjamas.
* The price of a decent martini in this joint
* Memorial University
* Cats
* The sheer size of XBox controllers
* Hair that looks like it's receding, but it's just due to uneven bangs
* Unisex hair stylists
* People that think I like talking about computers
* Cameras with sand in them
* Falling asleep at 7 PM every night, and then waking up at 10, and having way too much energy for the rest of the night
* Punctuationless rants
* Emotionally crippled idiots who spent too much time staring at their navel and dwelling on "Oh, woe is me, I need a support group, I need attention, boo-fuckin'-hoo"-type hippie crap. If they just looked outside of their little bubble, they'd see there's this thing called life going on, and the more they take themselves out of it, the less they're getting out of it. Suck it up, princesses, and get back in there. Your parents aren't going to write you note to excuse you this time.
* Driers that somehow produce water. Washers whose knobs are marked in random letters. (Water temperature: H-C/C-F W-W/M-M/ C-F/H-C. I mean, seriously, what the fuck?)
* The town of Slummerside's theme song. It makes me never, ever want to go back there. Fortunately, 80% of the island can survive without the whole town anyway.
* Stopping in medias res
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