List 100 Things that piss me off, besides not having any money...

Being pissed off. It is a crappy frame of mind, and it is hard for me to shake once I am there. I brood, and mull things over in my head, and exacerbate situations beyond belief. I don’t like being pissed off.

Bludgers. Have you got a smoke? Have you got a coupla bucks? can I get a ride? Can I stay for dinner? Can I borrow your shoes? Maybe they’re attracted to me. I don’t know. If you can’t afford smokes, don’t smoke. It seems simple. What makes people think I am any better off than they are? I would rather go without, before hassling people to ‘borrow’ all the time. And I’m not talking about people in need, or people who have been stuck, or caught out in a bad situation. I am talking about repeat offenders. Habitual bludgers. The world would be a better place without that.

Blisters on my heels.

People who won’t take responsibility for their kids. We have a guy who rents a room from us, and one of his kids is a fairly nice 17 year old lad. Nice until he is drunk and abusive and rude to my guests and overstaying his welcome. But his father does not, and will not say a word to him. Even though he is a guest in my house. I hate that. It drives me nuts. Then there are the kids that throw rocks at cars or swear at adults or fight in the library, and the parents just turn a blind eye. I just don’t get it. perhaps I was brought up differently.

People that phone me up and then have nothing to say. If you want to talk to me, that’s fine. But don’t phone me, and expect me to carry your conversation. You called me remember!!!

Having writers block. I churn out stories mostly of an erotic nature at a rate of knots, but now that I have a specific request, I cannot come across. Grrrrrr!

Not being able to have physical contact with one of my most favourite people in the world, because he is half a world away.

Indian telemarketers. They phone me at dinnertime nearly every night. I cannot understand them at all. They refuse to tell me what country they are calling from and insist their names are bob or steven, but can’t even pronounce that. They call and call and never take no for an answer. I am then forced to be rude to get off the telephone, which I hate doing, and I feel like a bitch for an hour afterwards. Why can’t they just take ‘no thanx’ for an answer??? Why?????

I would love to do this. I don’t know that I could stop at 100. Or maybe I will find that I don’t have 100. That will be nice. #1..Not having 24 hour access to the internet. I hate having to only go online at certain times. This is because the ass I live with refuses to live with internet. It pisses me of soooooo bad.