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29.02.2008, 01:02 quote
| clemelpol wrote: |
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I went out with a bloke once - he dumped me cuz he said he 'needed some space' -- 3 days later, he said he'd 'made a mistake' - trouble is, he made "the mistake" of telling me he'd dumped me so he could ask out the gal in the chipshop but she said she already had a fella --- think its called "shooting himself in the foot"...... |
Oh well..this bloke said he didn't think it'd work between us..which is fair enough, really.
We had a fairly big fall out on sunday, and we were kind of thinking things through. He dumped me.
Now..he's saying he's thought it through properly, and he thinks it will work!
It's a shame. We'd been friends for 10 years. And it actually really hurts now
29.02.2008, 01:12 quote
Aaawww, maybe he needs to share those new thoughts with you - if you want to hear them? 10 yrs of friendship is a long time to throw away over a row....and i'm guessing that's alot of your lifetime too....ok ok mother hen will shut up now! x
I don't have any more pet hates at the moment, except my tendency to stick my nose in other people's business when i hear sad things and get all maternal.....
29.02.2008, 08:36 quote
My new one is pretentious students at gigs................if you push me i will push back
29.02.2008, 10:48 quote
I'm really on a roll this morning
Another Pet Hate of mine (vaguely dating/realtionship related) is when a woman says to me “I want you to share my life”. Why I hate it is because it is a cliché that very little people put any thought into before saying. Even more scary, some people actually mean it – they think their life is so wonderful that they really do want someone to share it rather than make any effort at sharing someone else’s life – and usually without putting a monkey’s toss worth of thought into how they might be able to fit into another persons life.
(Unfortunately, these are often the same people who think that compromise is when you do what they want you to do, whether you want to or not)
The acknowledged politically correct response to “I want you to share my life” is a polite “F**k off”
29.02.2008, 14:00 quote
hmm have loads but my biggest is probably dates who expect you to entertain them all the time and when you dont label you as boring or not interested in them. These sort of people with the attention span of a goldfish should either be prepared to meet you halfway with a little conversation or find some other way to entertain themselves such as a trained seal that can balance a ball on its nose.
29.02.2008, 14:09 quote
| cottoneyedjoe wrote: |
| hmm have loads but my biggest is probably dates who expect you to entertain them all the time and when you dont label you as boring or not interested in them. These sort of people with the attention span of a goldfish should either be prepared to meet you halfway with a little conversation or find some other way to entertain themselves such as a trained seal that can balance a ball on its nose. |
Arf! Arf! Flip....Arf! Arf!
29.02.2008, 14:42 quote
| clemelpol wrote: | ||
Arf! Arf! Flip....Arf! Arf! |
29.02.2008, 14:50 quote
Inconsiderate people who don't look where they are going when out so that you walk into them (espeically if they just moved out of nowhere and look at you like its your fault);
Parents who let their children run wild;
Gangs of youths congregating at the entrances to shopping centres;
The downfall of basic manners and common sense in society;
BIG dogs;
Chavs who sneer at my Fall Out Boy t-shirt (but idolise that waste-of-life twat Amy Winhouse. Get drunk and do drugs until it ruins you physically and mentally...great fucking life lessons);
The aforementoned Miss. Winehous, alongside Doherty, Moss and Allen;
People who look down on you for supporting a local team (especially Man Ure fans who know nothing about football anyway nb: this OBVIOUSLY doesn't include Laura);
People who use people for what they can get from them...what gives you the right to treat another human being in that manner, scumbag?;
People who cheat when in relationships...no it doesn't make you a stud, it makes you an asshole, consider other peoples feelings for a change;
Wolverhampton fucking Wanderers, who get a 0-0 draw at the Hawthorns and celebrate as if they've won the cup;
Footballers and their 'WAG's' who think they are Gods gift...guess again, dumbass;
The rank hypocricy that showing uncensored love on TV is fine for educational purposes but not for titillation...either its all ok or its not, pick a side.
That'll do for now...I feel better
29.02.2008, 16:07 quote
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Now..he's saying he's thought it through properly, and he thinks it will work! |
translated, roughly means he's realised he's been a prat and doesn't like the thought of you being with someone else. Had that a few times myself, its strange how a partner can suddenly overcome their reasons they dont want to be with you when they realise your getting on with your life without them and with another person. Funny old world
29.02.2008, 17:47 quote
| Minijellytot wrote: |
| My new one is pretentious students at gigs................if you push me i will push back |
AAAAAAAAHHH I hate that as well. I HATE THEM. I know exactly what you mean, they are so RUDE aren't they? They just barge into you and force their way through.
This happened to me at a Manic Street Preachers gig in Brighton at Christmas. Standing there enjoying the show and this student prick with black eyeliner etc came walking throught the crowd, barged right into me and tried to walk through me as if I wasn't even there. I turned around, both hands in his back, gave him a shove and knocked him arse over tit. He got up, turned around all angrily as if he was going to make something of it, took one look at me and then changed his mind and walked off.
Rude people in general....
Rudeness, can't abide it. marry OFF.
29.02.2008, 22:52 quote
| Minijellytot wrote: |
| My new one is pretentious students at gigs................if you push me i will push back |
This sort of reminded me of an anecdote that was included in one of my blogs, but now that I've read through it again, it isn't really relevant, but might make light reading to while away the early hours, besides, I'm bored and want something to do whilst I nurse the stray ferret
And anyway,it took me a long tme to find this on my blog, it was buried all the way back in August 2006, so I'm going to post it here anyway after going to all that trouble, and seeing Alison Goldfrapp and her amazing legs on the TV tonight reminded me to go and look for this blog - names have been edited (not that I knew the drunken students anyway.......)
It is actually on topic too, because it includes a lot of my Pet Hates
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| Rain, Drizzle, Sunshine (and a few scantily clad dancers)
Thursday, August 31st, 2006 Or: a typically British pre-occupation with the weather It might come as a great surprise that the main reason for the trip to Eden Project (across the border in the far-off foreign climes of Cornwall) was not, in fact, to immerse oneself in the botanical delights of the project, but to attend a gig at the project. Now, the fact that I was attending a gig might not take anyone by surprise, but that it was a Goldfrapp gig might raise a few eyebrows. Departing Plymouth in the rain somewhat dampened my enthusiasm for the trip, but having promised [edited] faithfully that a) I would try to enjoy the trip and b) not throw a wobbler whilst there, thereby spoiling it for her, I made light of the weather and rejoiced that we had had the foresight to pack wet weather gear and an umbrella. Arrival at the Eden Project heralded a break in the weather. Rain fizzled to a light drizzle and we were greeted at the entrance by colourful flags (which no doubt had some significance) and a sign informed newly arrived visitors that no sharp items were allowed into the area. I felt very naked leaving my wit at the entrance, in the company of [edited]’s oft felt sharp tongue). The descent into the old clay pit where the biomes are situated was accompanied by a glimmer of sunshine and, although early afternoon, the sound check for the evening performances. Trekking through the humid tropical biome brought back nostalgic memories of almost half a lifetime spent travelling, and the mixture of different British accents of fellow visitors aside (and the huge dome above the vegetation), one felt very much as if one was actually in the heart of a tropical rainforest, dumbstruck by the enormity of some of the plants and trees, and the attention to detail of the Asian and African sections. The Mediterranean biome was equally impressive, laid out around cobbled and mosaic alleys, with wafts of herbs on the cooler air. All that was missing was the stench of suntan lotion and sea view (obstructed by acres of wobbly white flesh and sun loungers draped with German towels). Outside, the festival atmosphere was growing as the day wore on, with food and drink stands frequented by people milling around the gardens and biomes in the run-up to the headline act (or possibly just escaping the Liverpool-based warm-up act, Ladytron). I confess that although the music was not particularly to my taste, I did manage to shift my aging hips a little to the beat; not very much, of course, I didn’t want anyone to think that I was enjoying myself, otherwise I might be invited to another similar event. The music not being exactly to my liking, I found the advantage of this being a festival-like atmosphere meant that we could leave the arena (and forego the last handful of “same old” from Ladytron) to enjoy another wander through the evening scents in the Mediterranean biome again. Another couple of fags later it was time to get back to the arena for Goldfrapp. Of course the rain started again. And then it stopped. And then it started again. Of course, the music didn’t stop and start - well, except once, when Alison Goldfrapp either forgot the lyrics of the song the band was playing, or was singing a different song. I know not which, for I am not familiar with her music, nor was I able to concentrate on the lyrics with a quartet of seemingly naked nubile ladies, wearing little else but animal masks, gyrating on stage. Such on-stage antics do not constitute part of the music scene that I frequent, although I must admit that it was entertaining, despite the drizzle and the pole obstructing my view of pert bottom cheeks peeking out from skirts later in the show. I have not bothered to do any research on the significance of the animal masks, but I did notice that some of the more well-versed audience also wore such masks. I am not sure of the significance of the bottom cheeks jiggling saucily from the stage in my direction either, but noticed that some of audience also had such jiggly bottoms, especially the lady in front of me (I hasten to add that she was my date and am therefore allowed such comments). Distressingly, some of the audience also lurched around with more plastic beakers of beer than they could carry, and I was most alarmed when one such *****girl* edited - someone found the word I used distasteful, so I removed it - seemed to be aiming herself at me as she made her way from the beer tent back to her friends. I suppose being so tall makes me a good landmark. Thankfully, she re-orientated herself before she reached us. I suspect her friends were a bit miffed at the half empty beakers by the time she reached them. (I've deleted the rest, it goes on for quite a while about the weather) |
09.03.2008, 22:53 quote
Cheap ink cartridges.
And why is the colour that runs out always the only one you don't have? I have 3 black, 2 yellow 2 magenta - and I need cyan.......
Oh, and speaking of coloured things, I hate cheap graffiti spray & markers and cheap pencils (mmmm, pencils.....I should post in the Fetish thread, shouldn't I? - Staedtler Mars Lumograph - I like them so much I might even add them to my Likes in my profile
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10.03.2008, 08:46 quote
Glad to know its not only me then, they think because I'm short that they can barge me out of the way last one who tried ended up on his arse, I have a lot of upper body strength
My pet hate of the week is passengers who tell you at the last minute where your turn-off is and expect you to cross 3 lane of traffic in a split second
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