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Monday, May 01, 2006

Nutcase goes all Angry Elf

Okay, so, a couple of random rants.

One of our systems goes offline for an hour, and I have to call the Help Desk to find out anything about it. IT has a conference, and we receive literally ten emails about it. Because, honestly, why would anyone in the university want any sort of update on the system we all need to do ANY work?

I just read a story about Kate Moss's new boyfriend, some asshat in a band, and how pictures were found (and published) of him administering heroin to a passed out teenager in his home. Someone in the article is quoted as saying "He should be in jail." I agree. No really. Why isnt he in jail? Have we reached the point where if someone is any sort of celebrity, no one has any just cause for searching them or something when they see pics of them committing any number of laws? I know that SOME celebrities must not count, because Boy George, George Michael, and any myriad of people are constantly "Back in trouble". We can tie up reasonably unassuming people for YEARS, but we cant do ANYTHING about Steve O, or the aforementioned douche, or anyone who is obviously using and constantly talking about it? WHAT THE FUCK? Where is the line drawn where probable cause comes into effect?

Furthermore, whats with all these people getting shit for putting stuff of myspace and facebook, if I can be photographed in a NATIONAL newspaper doing all SORTS of illegal things?
That one went a little long. I made my point early and just kept going. Sorry.

Does anyone else have the utter and absolute boredom with storms that I do? I mean, Ive been through a tornado, couple a times, and I know they are scary. But I have utterly no desire to get into the closet or to even change up my daily routine until at least a window breaks. To be honest, it comes from this feeling that no storm will hit a house Im in. I wont be obstinate and sit there through a tornado, but Im vaguely sure nothing will happen in that vein. Perhaps Im fearless. Or stupid.

FOR THE LOVE OF GOD AND ALL THAT IS HOLY, SIT THE HELL DOWN AND LEARN SOME SPELLING, PUNCTUATION, AND GRAMMAR. I know we ALL cut little corners, and dont use correct English skills all the time. I do it just as much as anybody. But it absolutely upsets me when someone doesn't use ANY sort of proper language. If someone sends me a bulletin again with something like "U wILl Dye 2 nite ef U donte reposte thiiS" I will stab them in the jaw. Christ, it looks like a bad accent! Are we just writing things phonetically now? Or are we NOT abandoning a centuries old system of letters and sounds used to communicate with people? You know WHY the cavemen started putting together a SYSTEM of their words and phrases? SO WE COULD FUCKING UNDERSTAND EACH OTHER. Look for me on myspace, Ill be the one stabbing jaws.

Why, when people in my office use the coffee maker, do they drop coffee grounds on the hot plate and just leave them? I honestly never thought I would be the clean one in any group.

Alright, I guess Im done for the hour. I hate to sound whiny, or like Im totally screaming at the world, but thats how I feel, as an young man in his early twenties. We have so much anger building up inside of us. Anger at the world, and anger at the world for not changing for us. Fuck.

By the way, incase some of you are startled by my language usage in my blogs, fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuckkity fuck shit.

Cock, balls. VAGINA!

Sorry. Im really not angry at all of yall. But thanks for listening anyhow.

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hey, you have a myspace?

Yeah, I've had to "de-friend" people because they posted EVERY SINGLE CHAIN BULLETIN they have ever received. My favorites are the ones where you have to repost it under the title "I fuck donkeys!!!1!" or something. Plus, I'm a 23-year-old married mother of two. At what age will I stop getting email surveys asking me if I've ever "kissed a guy" or "gone skinny-dipping"?

Also...if you decide to major in English, DON'T become a teacher. They aren't teaching kids how to read anymore. Seriously. They write the word "science" on the board, and say, "This is what the word 'science' looks like. Memorize it." They don't learn how to spell, they just MEMORIZE WHAT THE WORD LOOKS LIKE. There are sixth graders out there who don't know that adding an "e" to the end of the word "fine" makes the i long. It's terrifying, and we will be moving to Canada before our children are of the age to go to school.

5/04/2006 12:04:00 PM

 

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