just some mindless natter
to begin... a little response to last posts comments
B - HI B!!! hope your having fun and your pics look great. the new job is super - thanks for asking. oh and A and I decided that since your wife doesn't want you spending money on her while your away... feel free (if not obligated) to shower us with gifts instead.
the other B - thanks for dropping by. hope you weren't TOO bored... actually that goes for anyone else who happens to be reading this.
Annie - oh please woman! Clueless.
and hey boyface... i know your out there *shakin finger* its ok i didn't end up going to the hockey either. although you did nearly let me represent sarah's friends to her new squeeze all on my own. not good!
and back to our regular programing (crap crap and more crap)
so i've become one of those annoyed faces on the train. cursing the fact i have to get up at 6:20am for the privilege of getting sandwiched on a train by a middle aged festy guy whos remarkably sweaty for 7:48am on a winters morning on my right. and a woman who thinks any spare square inch of the seat can be taken up with her oversized 'im so insecure i need to bring my entire make-up stash with me incase someone catches a glimpse of my natural skin colour' bag on my left. nah uh honey. then of course there's the guy behind me with music so loud the unsuspecting residents of houses we are speeding past are getting a wake up call. and the woman across the aisle is shrieking into her mobile phone about some date she had last night. lady, the whole train doesn't need to know your a tramp!
on the trip home i'm once again thinking how much i hate people on trains with phones. that stupid be be be beeeep beeeeeeeep be be be... be be be beeeep beeeeeep be be be message alert that people who think they are too important to risk missing a message have. only to pull it out and realise its optus asking you to pay your bill (MWHAHAHA @ the guy sitting next to me the other day). so i'm glaring at this woman on the phone to her mum wondering why she couldn't wait to have her conversation at home where it won't annoy me... when my phone rings. for the remaining 20 mins of my journey i happily sit there and chat to A ignoring all the people glaring at me. cos yanno, they're just jealous cos they have nothing to do!
B - HI B!!! hope your having fun and your pics look great. the new job is super - thanks for asking. oh and A and I decided that since your wife doesn't want you spending money on her while your away... feel free (if not obligated) to shower us with gifts instead.
the other B - thanks for dropping by. hope you weren't TOO bored... actually that goes for anyone else who happens to be reading this.
Annie - oh please woman! Clueless.
and hey boyface... i know your out there *shakin finger* its ok i didn't end up going to the hockey either. although you did nearly let me represent sarah's friends to her new squeeze all on my own. not good!
and back to our regular programing (crap crap and more crap)
so i've become one of those annoyed faces on the train. cursing the fact i have to get up at 6:20am for the privilege of getting sandwiched on a train by a middle aged festy guy whos remarkably sweaty for 7:48am on a winters morning on my right. and a woman who thinks any spare square inch of the seat can be taken up with her oversized 'im so insecure i need to bring my entire make-up stash with me incase someone catches a glimpse of my natural skin colour' bag on my left. nah uh honey. then of course there's the guy behind me with music so loud the unsuspecting residents of houses we are speeding past are getting a wake up call. and the woman across the aisle is shrieking into her mobile phone about some date she had last night. lady, the whole train doesn't need to know your a tramp!
on the trip home i'm once again thinking how much i hate people on trains with phones. that stupid be be be beeeep beeeeeeeep be be be... be be be beeeep beeeeeep be be be message alert that people who think they are too important to risk missing a message have. only to pull it out and realise its optus asking you to pay your bill (MWHAHAHA @ the guy sitting next to me the other day). so i'm glaring at this woman on the phone to her mum wondering why she couldn't wait to have her conversation at home where it won't annoy me... when my phone rings. for the remaining 20 mins of my journey i happily sit there and chat to A ignoring all the people glaring at me. cos yanno, they're just jealous cos they have nothing to do!
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