Bad wood underneath the veneer
Tuesday, March 07, 2006
  Gripes, Vol. 2
So much anger, so little time. These have accrued since my last gripes post, and have become much angrier and serious.

1. When talking on the phone, she feels compelled to consistently tune out of the conversation to talk to her roommates, friends, etc. Please. Don't take advantage of me.

2. People who brag about how much they drink, how little they sleep, or how much time they spend working out and/or getting ready in the morning. They always sound all too pleased with themselves.

3. Busy-bodies. They usually run themselves ragged for purposes that seem all too trite to me (Which are all purposes, frankly. There is no lack of void. Everything is meaningless.)

4. Any person who frequently begins their blog post (often over a month old), "Well, I guess I should post on this thing. I'm so busy these days..." Also, anyone who blogs daily events almost exclusively. "I did well on my *insert esoteric math class here* test. Yay!"

5. Talking on the phone with someone while they are talking online with me. Related to Gripe 1. Not as flagrant, but still. Please. Give me a break.

6. Party-smokers. Beer and cigarettes are frankly uncomplimentary. And you suck! Don't half-ass a habit.

7. Wearers of pointy-toed stilettos, Ugg boots, flip-flops and shorts in the winter can all go to hell.

8. People who are in bands that "rock." Specifically, any band that relies on jumping around, making a lot of noise, and/or any other gimmick to mask the fact that their music is completely boring when stripped down and devoid of any character. Seriously. Emo, Screamo, et. al. are big problems. So you can spin your guitar and do stage dives? Sweet. Write some good lyrics for a change. Fuck, if I wanted to see athletics, I'd go to my sister's gymnastics meet.

9. Girls who say they can cut hair. Please. Stop. You suck.

10. People who wear NSYNC, Brittney Spears, and Backstreet Boys shirts. Just because you're twenty and you finally learned the definition of "irony" doesn't mean you can get away with that. Jackasses.

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Comments:
Hmmm...a few "gripes" with your gripes:

-Sometimes people call when you're talking online. It happens. I don't think you can blame someone if their mom suddenly calls while they're talking to you about music.

-Bands that "rock"....what exactly is that supposed to mean? Some bands that aren't emo are CRAZY onstage. I mean, shit, British Sea Power are probably the least emo band ever and yet they go insane. I'm just trying to determine exactly where your animosity lies. I mean, does this bother you? I mean, they go a bit nuts onstage. Or this? That's a fuckin' lot of noise. I'm not quite sure what you define as a band that "rocks<' and the way you're saying it seems really arogant.
 
I would argue that most men find pointy-toed stilettos AND Ugg boots hot but have been taught to say otherwise (by girls who hate girls who are better looking than them).
or maybe i'm developing a foot fetish.
 
Sadly enough, they have grown on me as well. But I recognize this as a sick and perverted sentiment and am fighting it with impunity.
 
if i didn't know better i would have thought you hated me...most apply to me
 
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