Chaps my ass...

Today is the first day we begin accepting applications for our 2008 programs. I am going to be one busy lady today, I hope.

Yesterday I alerted my blog friend Molly to a trivia contest that popsugar holds every Tuesday at 3 (eastern time). It's always a pop culture trivia game and this week it was to be Friends trivia. Knowing that Molly is a whiz kid when it comes to Friends trivia I let her know and then joined the game to watch and see the carnage.

Unfortunately there was no carnage because this week's game, and maybe it's like this every week (I've only participated in a few games and haven't done so lately)but this week it felt like the chat room where they send you to play the game was filled with 13 year olds. Maybe it was or maybe it was filled with annoying assholes.

I hate people that talk just to hear themselves talk, so I guess I would likewise hate people who chat to see themselves chat. There were petty fights breaking out. There were people asking questions and confusing other players in the chatroom (basically the moderator counts down to a question so that everyone has a chance to prepare. But there were some dillholes who were knowingly confusing newcomers, and that's not cool). There was even some idiot who kept typing the same thing over and over again.

I'm just done with all of the immaturity out there nowadays. Grow up people. You people are the same people who ride my ass aren't you? The people that are so far up my ass on the highway that I can taste your bumper. Why is it that these people will continually endanger themselves when it's impossible for me to get over? When I have a semi to my right, the shoulder to my left, and some idiot in front of me going 50 in a 65 zone...let me just say it's impossible for me to get over.

So I'm annoyed today...what annoys you?

*kisses*

I love it

So I'm a couple of days into tracking people with site meter and Google analytics (thanks ADW). I must say, it's pretty awesome.

Thanks for your comments. It's nice to know that the people whose blogs I stalk, also stalk mine.

Sadly, I have a retort to one of them...this one:

Anonymous said...

secretly stalking you from PA... because i find you interesting and slightly annoying at the same time because you dont refer to your husbands name-- you just call him husband.

Well thank you for secretly stalking me, Anonymous from PA. It's nice to not meet you. And thank you for thinking me interesting. On that note, I'm glad you find it "slightly annoying" that I don't refer to husband by his real name. I'm glad because I find you really annoying for being annoyed that I want to stay somewhat anonymous, where as it's totally ok for you to comment on my blog anonymously. Long sentence short, why are you calling me out for being anonymous when you yourself remain anonymous?

Also, I'm sick and I get really cranky when I'm sick. Especially since I was just sick. When I'm sick, husband spends half his time catering to me and the other half telling me I'm cranky when I'm sick. Which he only does b/c I bite his head off about once every 30 seconds. The other half a minute I spend whining about how I don't feel good.

(PS husband, you were really sweet to me last and I appreciate it. I'm sorry I can be so mean. It's the congestion talking, not me)

*kisses*