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If you try talking me into something I don't wanna do, I'ma dig my heels in and resist so damn hard. Offer me money, rationalize, it all makes me more pissed off. I'ma wind up cussing & yelling if you keep it up.
Would be really nice if the parents in this complex supervised their kids and didn't let them play in our little vestibule area in the back yard. I did NOT appreciate having to clean up the bag of potting soil one of them knocked off of the chair I had it on (secure enough that I know the wind didn't blow it over and it wasn't animals).
I just let myself get riled up about the attack on food stamp users by the government on both sides of the aisle. I'm too mad right now to be coherent, but I'll probably go on a full-blown rant tomorrow. So. Angry. My family was on food stamps for a time. I wish some of these government officials had to live on food stamps for a bit.
I'm not a morning person, but most mornings I have to get up & help Jayden start his day. Okay, fine. I can send him on his way & then have some quiet in my house to myself. But since January 21st I've gotten up & dressed every single morning without fail & left my house & I am soooooo sick of not having my mornings anymore.
Damn. Someone broke into my car between 5 and 7 at work tonight. Smashed the driver side window. Stole some random crazy stuff like headphones and toiletries -- but left my wallet and its cash alone. Uh, what? (EDIT: All fixed now, see http://friendfeed.com/lovefes...)
Seriously? You send me an 18 page survey about my job that you want me to fill out to help your organization and about 2 days after I first see it(because you sent it on a weekend) you email my associate director complaining that I haven't done it yet? If it was so time sensitive perhaps you should have sent it a week or two earlier.
Sometimes I am kind of a voice for the voiceless. I'll say something to try to get another person to see things from the POV of the broke, unsuccessful, undereducated etc. Usually they'll say things akin to "well, when there's progress someone's always gonna be left out..." I wonder if they even realize how that sounds to me, one of the left out.