9.02pm
17 January 2013
meanmistermustard said
And whilst im on it i dont care what the latest celebrity thinks about anything. Knowing Brad Pitts opinion or Kate Moss’s is not going to bring comfort during a human tragedy. Lets get away from this pathetic need to know what the latest fame hungry a, b c… list celeb thinks, or anyone else, and report the news updates accurately. Stop giving opinions.
I care about a certain celebrity on Facebook…
I’m not saying that you need Facebook if you want to keep up, I’m just commenting.
"Please don't bring your banjo back, I know where it's been.. I wasn't hardly gone a day, when it became the scene.. Banjos! Banjos! All the time, I can't forget that tune.. and if I ever see another banjo, I'm going out and buy a big balloon!"
9.11pm
17 January 2013
On topic again… another Pet Peeve about my annoying neighbors. When they let their 1 year old son bang loudly on the floor at 7am on a Saturday. Ever heard of discipline? Going to have to teach him sometime! I just picture this:
It’s like they seriously gave him a huge bat and told him to do it, just to annoy us. I grew up on the top floor of a house with people living in the basement suite, so I know how to actually make an effort no to be loud. These people seriously do NOT even try.
"Please don't bring your banjo back, I know where it's been.. I wasn't hardly gone a day, when it became the scene.. Banjos! Banjos! All the time, I can't forget that tune.. and if I ever see another banjo, I'm going out and buy a big balloon!"
5.23am
1 November 2012
I have a neighbor in the apartment above me. For many weeks, I heard odd loud thumps that sounded like someone was dropping giant things at odd times — sometimes the sounds came clustered in a row, sometimes not. Then when I met her and she showed me the two hairless cats she has — very vigorous energetic animals, like dogs on speed — I felt better about the sounds, knowing it’s just two cats playing and getting their energy out.
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7.47am
17 January 2013
Funny Paper said
I have a neighbor in the apartment above me. For many weeks, I heard odd loud thumps that sounded like someone was dropping giant things at odd times — sometimes the sounds came clustered in a row, sometimes not. Then when I met her and she showed me the two hairless cats she has — very vigorous energetic animals, like dogs on speed — I felt better about the sounds, knowing it’s just two cats playing and getting their energy out.
That sounds cute. Cats usually don’t cause too much noise because they are pretty little.
God , my neighbours are such idiots. I may have mentioned this already… they let their dog out into the fenced back yard (or both, they have two boxers.. really nice dogs), and then they just seem to forget about him/her. Right now the poor thing has been whining at their back door for over half an hour, and now he has resorted to barking. This might go on for more than an hour. It makes me so mad, I feel like pounding on the ceiling. They are such morons, they do it all the time, sometimes early in the morning. It’s great because it’s right outside our bedroom window (which is usually open right now, being summer) and it wakes us up. It’s not the dogs fault at all, it’s theirs for being stupid owners.
"Please don't bring your banjo back, I know where it's been.. I wasn't hardly gone a day, when it became the scene.. Banjos! Banjos! All the time, I can't forget that tune.. and if I ever see another banjo, I'm going out and buy a big balloon!"
4.28pm
1 November 2012
Maybe you could try blasting music at them (Helter Skelter and/or Mumbo…)
Many years ago, I had another noisy upstairs neighbor, but these were more obnoxious, loud talking at 3 am type of stuff. So one night I literally duct-taped one of my speakers to the *ceiling* and blasted Beethoven at top volume. Unfortunately, it didn’t seem to make much of a difference…
Faded flowers, wait in a jar, till the evening is complete... complete... complete... complete...
10.12pm
21 November 2012
fabfouremily said
I think I remember someone older telling me once that when Stella first decided to go into fashion, everyone thought that her almost immediate success was because of her parent’s fame. Years later, though I don’t really like her designs myself, I think she’s proved to the world that who her dad is has nothing to do with it. Good on her, I say. As for the rest of them though, I think they’re still trying to prove that they can stand on their own two feet and acheive whatever they want to acheive on their own, unfortunately.
But Stella is a fashion designer, I still think that’s slightly different from trying to become a succesful musician, like James or Dhani or Sean or Julian or whatever. That was my point. Of course people will think their success has something to do with their father, but I think it does make a difference whether you become a fashion designer or a musician. Maybe. A little bit.
10.21pm
21 November 2012
Oh LHL, that makes me think of this..
*WARNING: HORRIBLE STORY*
I used to work in a fish stall (?) and I don’t know how it’s in other countries, but in Holland, most owners of those fish stalls, aren’t ”from the top shelf”, like we say. They look tacky and aren’t the smartest people. But that’s alright, I’m not judging. My boss was like that too.
Anyway, she once told me she used to have a boxer and let her out in the backyard. It was very hot and she forgot about the dog. When she remembered she let the dog out she went outside only to find out the poor thing had died. Oh what a funny sight it was, she was all flat, she told us, laughing.
F*****G RETARDLike, what kind of person is this? I’m not violent at all but that time I really had to refrain myself from slapping her.
2.17am
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Absolute bitch for 1) it happening and 2) laughing about it. How is that remotely funny – “ha! ha! ha! I killed my dog. Isnt that hilarious!!!!”. What the feck!! Seriously, if that was my boss i’d have said something and probably got fired, cant stand hearing of dogs being mistreated.
"I told you everything I could about me, Told you everything I could" ('Before Believing' - Emmylou Harris)
3.38am
5 November 2011
Wow, that woman is disgusting. I would have had to quit if that were my boss, I can’t stand people who think it’s funny to abuse animals.
When I was eight, some kid at the park grabbed a bunny, whipped it at a telephone wire and killed the poor thing. Me and him were friends, but after that I couldn’t talk to him anymore. He thought it was funny, and that disgusted me and made me really dislike him.
All living things must abide by the laws of the shape they inhabit
4.26am
17 January 2013
Funny Paper said
Maybe you could try blasting music at them (Helter Skelter and/or Mumbo…)Many years ago, I had another noisy upstairs neighbor, but these were more obnoxious, loud talking at 3 am type of stuff. So one night I literally duct-taped one of my speakers to the *ceiling* and blasted Beethoven at top volume. Unfortunately, it didn’t seem to make much of a difference…
I do this all the time, lol. I played those exact songs earlier! Basically if they are loud a******s all day (especially so bad that my husband can’t sleep though it when he’s resting from him graveyard shift) I play my music nice and loud when I get home from work.
Linde said
Oh LHL, that makes me think of this..*WARNING: HORRIBLE STORY*
I used to work in a fish stall (?) and I don’t know how it’s in other countries, but in Holland, most owners of those fish stalls, aren’t ”from the top shelf”, like we say. They look tacky and aren’t the smartest people. But that’s alright, I’m not judging. My boss was like that too.
Anyway, she once told me she used to have a boxer and let her out in the backyard. It was very hot and she forgot about the dog. When she remembered she let the dog out she went outside only to find out the poor thing had died. Oh what a funny sight it was, she was all flat, she told us, laughing.
F*****G RETARDLike, what kind of person is this? I’m not violent at all but that time I really had to refrain myself from slapping her.
That’s horrible! Nothing grinds my gears like people thinking animal abuse is funny. Those kind of people are a complete waste of space on this planet. Check your head!
"Please don't bring your banjo back, I know where it's been.. I wasn't hardly gone a day, when it became the scene.. Banjos! Banjos! All the time, I can't forget that tune.. and if I ever see another banjo, I'm going out and buy a big balloon!"
11.54am
3 May 2012
Linde said
fabfouremily said
I think I remember someone older telling me once that when Stella first decided to go into fashion, everyone thought that her almost immediate success was because of her parent’s fame. Years later, though I don’t really like her designs myself, I think she’s proved to the world that who her dad is has nothing to do with it. Good on her, I say. As for the rest of them though, I think they’re still trying to prove that they can stand on their own two feet and acheive whatever they want to acheive on their own, unfortunately.
But Stella is a fashion designer, I still think that’s slightly different from trying to become a succesful musician, like James or Dhani or Sean or Julian or whatever. That was my point. Of course people will think their success has something to do with their father, but I think it does make a difference whether you become a fashion designer or a musician. Maybe. A little bit.
Yeah, I agree. I’m sure had she gone into music, she would’ve found herself faced with the same difficulties the others have. My point was, though, that even though she didn’t want to go into that, she still found it difficult for people to accept that she was succesful because she was/is good at what she did, not because she is Paul McCartney ‘s daughter.
Like LHL, my neighbour has decided to buy three big dogs and leave them in the courtyard 24/7 so they can wake us all up in the morning, and keep us from sleeping at night with their non stop barking. Brilliant. To make it worse, everytime he goes out (which he does a lot), they whine and cry, too. And they smell really badly. So much so that no one else in the street wants to sit out in their back gardens because of it. I feel sorry for them but I’m getting a bit tired of it now.
Moving along in our God given ways, safety is sat by the fire/Sanctuary from these feverish smiles, left with a mark on the door.
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8.58pm
21 November 2012
11.30am
3 May 2012
I’m losing more hair than a cat at the moment and they get everywhere. I hate seeing them all over the place so every other day I have to go round and vacumme them all up because as we have wooden flooring, they’re really obvious. So that’s my current pet peeve Why can’t my hair just stay on my head where it’s supposed to be?
Moving along in our God given ways, safety is sat by the fire/Sanctuary from these feverish smiles, left with a mark on the door.
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3.59pm
21 November 2012
6.07pm
5 November 2011
One pet peeve of mine is when someone ask me why I’m a vegetarian, I tell them for the animals, and then they say how not eating meat doesn’t stop any suffering or change any animal’s life and all I’m doing is ignoring the problem.
Or when people say that I shouldn’t eat eggs and milk or whatever because those come from animals that suffer. I know this, and am planning on eventually going vegan, but right now I can’t. They don’t have to make me feel bad about it, especially when this always comes from meat eaters. It’s not funny, it’s just rude.
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2.09pm
3 May 2012
Linde said
I’m losing a lot of hair too. I always thought it had to do with being stressed.
I tend to lose more in the summer so I wondered if it had anything to do with the heat. Like cats, they shed loads of fur when it gets warm.
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