Thursday, April 03, 2008
Those bastard fuckheads at the top of the garden hacked the entire top off my oak tree without permission, thus breaking the law.
Naturally, no one will do a damn thing about it.
Just once I want someone to stand up for me.Just. Fucking. Once!
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Saturday, August 25, 2007
So she's causing angst again. This time it's through a cancelled/not cancelled and still debiting online account with the demons of AOL. It's already, unnoticed, cost two people £30 and I get the feeling it's not going to easily die.
We'll see, I'm all ranted out over this, so no more.
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Thursday, July 19, 2007
She's not the favourite, oh no /sarcasm
So Fade is sick, I don't know what he has, but I think it's serious and I can't get to the vet. My fall-back vet person won't go because (as she put it) I only just got back in/they won't be open now and other excuses). She said she could go tomorrow, but seems to have conveniently forgotten because now she's off gallivanting around with RR, chasing her horsey dream because yes, buying a bridle or some shit is more important than an actually sick creature.
Come on you bastard universe, save Fade, leave me with a little hope.
Labels: gerbils, spoilt bitch
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Saturday, April 14, 2007
Twice in two days I've written something in mail and blog and ended up shot down like a cheap whore lost in the woods during hunting season. The first time was a response to something I thought people needed to be aware of and clearly misjudged because (obviously) they just wanted to hear the great stuff.
The second time was a jokey comment to a post in a blog and the reply from the owner came back sounding utterly pissed off and reproachful. Now, I know it's hard to come across as humorous in text unless you use smilies or similar, but, I get the feeling this person was deadly serious.
WTF? It wasn't a terrible comment, it wasn't slagging them off and if they were serious it didn't deserve me being dressed down like a two year old. We're both adults so get a grip! Also, if you were joking in reply, you might want to say so, or else you'll do more than offend me, because I'll de-friend your bitchy ass like there's no tomorrow.
I don't need this.
'kay.
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10:25 PM ::
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Thursday, December 07, 2006
So someone, we'll call them RR (ex) relayed via Tenter mail that they wouldn't be buying Christmas presents this year because they were poor. Of course, this poorness doesn't stretch to not buying for two other Tenters, her rat-arsed Thelwell horses, her friends at the scabby stables and her bestest fwendy poo.
What it really should say is, I'm buying for everyone except you, despite this whole fued being my fault in the first place because I'm a big, skanky, selfish, spoilt ho!
Oh, this Christmas will be fun.
Watch me laugh...
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Friday, November 24, 2006
One member of the Soldiers told someone something about me today that I didn't want know, especially not by them. Does he not think, before opening his mouth? Does he not think there are reasons I am the way I am?
Anyway, long story short. I feel like crap now, ashamed, humiliated, you name it. I felt awful yesterday. Today is simply more of the same.
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Tuesday, November 07, 2006
Why do people seem to take offence when I say I don't want to do Christmas, almost as if their enjoyment has to extend to offering (often) rude and grumpy advice on what I ought to be doing to enjoy what is essentially a very depressing time for me.
Don't they think I've tried to change Christmas to be relaxed and happy over the years, but you try doing that at Tenting HQ, where half the ruddy Tenters don't do anything to help and the rest are grumpy about it, too. I think- no, I will open another blog to recount my anti-Christmas/commercialism/Coke Santa stance and help myself fight this stupidity off.
Lonely people welcome to rant with me. Just don't expect gushing happiness!
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