|Fun fact - Lucy lawless & I share a birthday. Our time of birth is separated by exactly 3 hours, which accounts for me being born in Sydney & her being born in Auckland.|
I have always thought it incredibly demeaning to attributing a bad mood to PMS. It's like saying 'Oh, come on, we all know the real reason you are angry'. It's not taking responsibility for your actions and being chauvinistically sexist in one fell swoop. Accusing a man of having PMS is all that with the extra insinuation that he must be some kind of girl, & therefore, weaker. Makes my fucking blood boil, man.
However.....today, I have a bad case of the cranky pants, despite having a lot to be happy about this week. A serious case of the Are You Shitting Me??? crazy eyed tense shoulders. And not just in the car park (Seriously, is it fucking pension day today? Why are these idiots in my way?)
word vomit itemise it for you;
I have severe dissonance over my new phone. (dissonance is a fancy word for Why the fuck did I buy that?) I have been loyal to this brand in the boring extreme for the past decade (true, ask anyone) and I was very excited to get my hands on the 8MP camera android with all of it's fancy arse features. But do you know what? It's hugely difficult to format photos taken with this phone. I can't format them in Word Picture Manager, only in Microsoft Office Picture Manager, but after they have been formatted, renamed & saved in a different file, the fucking picture will lose it's orientation (IE go sideways) after it has been uploaded to Blogger. I do not like dissing a brand on my blog, but after several emails & at least 3 agonising conversations with the Unhelp Desk, the problem is not resolved. This is affecting my blogging habits, and I am not happy. Their take seems to be that it is a 3rd party software issue & therefore not their problem, but hello? It's worked on all my other handsets of the same brand. Today this company started following me on twitter, & it made me feel like they are keeping tabs on me. Well, my blog is my opinion, so shove it, Nokia. Please don't leave me a comment telling me I should have gotten an iPhone, look at the picture above.
In other news, I don't like the mullet dress, and I am glad it seems to be on the way out. Business in the back, party in the front is not for me. Also, I know I am short but I do not like super high cork wedge sandals.
I don't like Beyolage hair. (but I do like top deck chocolate.) I don't like cake pops. I'm not even that fussed on cup cakes.
I don't like The Biggest Loser, I can't bear to see the contestants yelled at. They are overweight, not criminals! I also don't like Young Talent Time. I'd like to be able to enjoy people singing on a stage, but I just can't. I especially don't like musical theatre, so no, I didn't see Mary Poppins although I've heard lots of people loved it.
I don't like it when my grammar or spelling is corrected, it makes me stabby. (yes I know that is not how you spell top deck hair) Also, why does the child who wets the bed insist on sleeping on the top bunk?? Do I really need to buy those hideous cork platform wedges?
I don't like being so negative, so I'll stop there, OK? Phew, that was cathartic. Hope we can still be friends.
What is your take on PMS? Do you have a workable solution for my mobile phone problem? What do you think of the mullet dress?
Is it wine thirty yet?