things that vex

some people write about things they like. not me. here's some stuff that drives me nuts...

deer proof fences

the "new lynyrd skynyrd" and the "new doors". also, the "new inxs" and the idea of a new janis joplin.

allergies

when your feet get all cold at night, and you can't warm them up unless you sleep with the heating pad on them. and then you wake up, and they're all sweaty and gross, and you can't go back to sleep because you feel like you've just been in your running shoes.

soaring gas prices

lying politicians

lying media pundits

third world debt

making the effort to take time to send real emails to multiple people, and only getting like two back. nothing like that to make one feel like a total social leper and world's dullest/least favorite/most mediocre friend.

the death penalty

child abuse

pornography

meth

the fact that pot is illegal

waiting for the one phone call you really want and never getting it

trying to go to sleep and not being able to turn off your brain

thinking of the right thing to say two minutes after it would have been appropriate to say

sleep depravation

wasting water

hummers, h2, and the even dumber h3--basically any car that gets less than 15 miles to the gallon

poachers

hurricanes, unless they come in a take-home glass from pat o'briens

misplacing $5

misplacing $50

postage stamps and the fact that they used to only cost like 20 cents when i was little

crappy books

crappy movies

crappy music--like nashville country or britany spears, pretty much anything top 40

people who say they don't like to read

people who say they don't watch the news

the fact that i really do like vh1

the fact that if there is a celine dion song on the radio, i am almost compelled to stop and listen, and sometimes, sing along

traffic

people who don't pick up after their dogs

the way a copy machine smells right before it decides to die

running out of toilet paper and not having anyone to go get more, or having anyone in the next stall you can ask for help

walking into a bathroom and hearing someone throwing up their toenails

cheap vodka

cheap tequila

cheap watercolors and bad brushes

bono NOT winning the nobel peace prize

days when you desperately want to have something good to say, but know that you really just need a) a good cry, and b) a good bitch session.

wonder which today is...

all is well, just a blah day.

mil besos--rmg