Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Depressing Songs

Here is my list of depressing songs. It was supposed to be 10 but I got lazy so its only 8.

Nick Drake - Way To Blue
Sam Cooke - A Change Is Gonna Come
Johnny Cash - Hurt (I like his version better)
Elliott Smith - I Didn't Understand
Beach Boys - God Only Knows
Billie Holiday - Strange Fruit
Nilssen - Without You (Cheeeeeeeeeeeeeese, but still pretty blue)
Marvin Gaye - Piece Of Clay

Enjoy,

I'll work on my happy list next time I'm bored enough.

Tuesday, March 25, 2008

Bitterness Mach 7

I'm not even going to bother to form any sort of structured introduction to this blog about my most recent peeve. I'm especially not going to unintentionally do so. Why should I mention that sentences below stem from things I've seen around town in the last month or so? Eh?

- Shiny track pants. Singlet tops. Poor hygiene. Limited vocabulary. Yes, you've guessed it. I'm talking about the trash bag coastal mall rat skanks that are seemingly everywhere now. When they're not spending their time getting disgusting two toned dye jobs or buying clothes they have no business wearing, they're having loud senseless conversation in all your favorite eateries.
Now by now you're probably thinking 'don't be so judgemental, you don't know these people'. Well your right. I don't. I don't know what they're like on personal level. I have personally made peace with their inability to dress and bathe themselves like any semi-intelligent primate could......I do know however that they are total pricks when they cluster in groups. They're bold enough yell what they think (and i use that word grudgingly) is a really biting insult, or to spit and leave their trash in public areas like the fucking scummy bottom feeders they are. They're bold enough to push past people on stairways and in corridors like they're the fucking king of England. They are bold enough to assume they have the right to come up to people while they eat and beg for change. NEWS FLASH ASSHOLES! I work for my money, and I manage to operate in public without acting like a fucking destitute retard. I'm not going to support your efforts to be a fucking loser financially or in any other way.

If I had it in my power, I would round them all up and administer a swift and painful thrashing on mass.

Monday, January 28, 2008

You may be a nice person usually...

...but if your rude to people working in retail your a total asshole. In addition, if you put people down because of their job, you deserve a damn good beating.

Culprits in need of thrashings include:

- Asshole university students who scoff when they find out your working retail. Oh, i'm sorry. Living off centerlink for 4 years and graduating with fucking useless degree in political science or philosophy is of far greater use to society than us lowly retail workers. You'll be working retail in 6 months time dipshits.
- Eastern European Women. Now I'm not profiling here, there are a few exceptions, but in my experience eastern European women are total bitches in a retail environment. I don't know where it stems from or If its just the same group of women in the Hornsby area, but I want to club them in the face pretty much every time I see them. Barking orders at people, pushing other people around, talking at me with mouths full of food, not acknowledging the staffs existence...I mean what the fuck!? Get some fucking manners!
- Assholes who talk on their mobiles when they want help with something. Fucking hang up and call back and stop being so rude. I don't care who your talking to either. Don't involve me in your conversation. What do I care if it was your second-brother -in-law twice removed? You and your back water family can go to hell along with everyone else who expects customer service while talking on mobile phones.

There is obviously more, but i'll leave it for another time.

Friday, November 9, 2007

Wank - Entry 2

This item is absolute 100% total wank.

Wank (Vaŋk) is a tremendous mountain in Estergebirge, near the Austrian border

A cable car (the Wankbahn) severs the Wank, carrying onlookers on a 20 minute wank ride from its base to its peak. The mighty
Wank is mighty tall member...of the Bavarian Prealps, standing over 728m above sea level.

I can't go any further with this...

WANK!

Wednesday, October 24, 2007

Wank - Entry 1


This commences my 10 part blog on things are are total wank.

Crocs*:

Not only are these shoes horrible to gaze upon, i'm pretty sure they cause the wearer to start using words like 'yous' (as in "yous guys are wankers"), 'bro' (as in "I speak like a retard, bro") or 'cuz' (as in "spare us 20c for some fags will ya cuz?") which I think we can all agree is worthy of a swift and painful thrashing.

These shoes are, and i dont think i've over-exaggerating, soley responsible for everything that is wrong with every generation that has put up with them, and every generation that has been or will be.

Modelled after clogs (possibly the stupidest and most uncomfortable of shoes), these shoes were destined for commercial failure right fromt he start. I mean, why go to the trouble of specifically designing footwear to "mold to your feet, be resistant to bacteria and fungus, have an orthotic heel, built-in arch support and tarsal bar position to give your feet for ultimate foot comfort and health" and then call them clogs? If someone came up to you and asked you to buy clogs, what would be the first thing that went through your mind? I thought of big hulking wooden shoes. The opposite of comfort.
Oh, but wait! These shoes are made from a space age material - Closed Cell Resin (PCCR). Does that make you want to wear them? I know I like my shoes to be made from bizarre materials.

These shoes are a plague. Tie a big rock to your pair (if you own them....or if you don't) and throw them in a lake.
On the Wank-o-meter, these babies are off the scale.

*the animal after which the shoe is named is not total wank, but super cool. Still run from either croc should you see them however.

Friday, October 19, 2007

My day

Its Tuesday morning. I'm at the library wasting time, not getting paid.
Heres a short rundown of my day

9:00am - Arrive to the sound of a cackling gaggle of 65+ year old women. I avoid them at all costs. If i had to take a guess, i'd say someone brought in a cake or some other variety of sugary pastry and they were stuffing their fat faces.
I do some real work while the bitches stand around eating for an hour complaining about how noone does any work around this library but them....

10:00am - The library opens for 'business'. A packed crowd of 7 people swarm in. Staff on the circulation desk lose it and abandon their post. I pick up the slack.

10:30am - My supervisor walks up to me in a huff, complaining about me not being on my 'tea break'. I explain to her that things are backed up in this section of the library because I am the only one working. It doesnt matter. "Tea breaks are important!" i'm told. I leave the public to work things out for themselves and go sit down and drink a cool refreshing vc. The 1110kj revitalises me.

10:45am - I'm given a data entry job involving statistics from ABS and the collated stats from the use of the public libraries group. I have until 1pm to complete this task. It turns out i have to enter a few pages of data into an already completed excel document. I'm finished in 20 mins.

11:00am - I blog because the stupid computers here dont allow facebook profile pages. I'm still blogging now. I'm bored.
The lady sitting across from me is mammoth in stature. Shes not fat. Imagine a cross between Janet Reno and that centaur from Mortal Kombat [Hereafter, she shall be refered to as 'The Renosaur']. Shes massive and has possibly the manliest chin I've ever seen. Its crazy. I bet she shaves more then I do. She must be about 7ft tall. I needed a pen earlier to work out some sums, but i risked getting them wrong and working them out in my head because I was seriously scared of going over and asking for one. She could probably rip my face off without breaking a sweat. no joke.
Sitting next to her is the smallest woman ever....then again, i might just seem that way because everything is dwarfed by The Renosaur. The tiny lady looks kind of like a little elf.
I think i could make a movie about them. Like a comedy duo. I could call it "Elf visits The Renosaur".
gotta go, lunch...

Sunday, October 14, 2007

this is a test

testing testing 1...2...

this is a blog. here are some words that rhyme with blog:
hog, grog, smog, watch...dog, hedgehog, flog

end test.