Today, topping of the "people that annoy me" list: In the more popular blogs, commenters who leave the “Yippi I’m first” comment, then, as a second comment, the “Now to go read the blog” comment. Nobody but yourself cares you’re first and if you think being first makes you special, think again, it only makes you annoying.
10-ish year old boys should not have more boobs than I do. Granted there’s not much boobification going on with me, but still, a 10 year old boy should not have boobs. Ever. How can a child be that fat?
Spring still pretty much refuses to arrive in Montreal. I’m going to see family in Washington (DC) this weekend and am looking forward to experiencing he real thing, if only for 48 hours.
How is it that in North America, pretty much the richest continent in the world, there are so many homeless wandering around Montreal (to name just one city). How can it be that with so much money around, children still go hungry and people live in the streets? The mind boggles. (Yeah, I know, I’m a bleeding heart and all that. I have my moments. Sue me).
I feel like eviscerating someone today. More to the point I think it would actually be lots of fun. Damn hormones.