My wacky, inadequately functioning immune system. For my reasoning on this, see previous blog entry. ;o) [The smiley is to show you that I’m making *this* post in good humor, not in anger or bitterness.]
Snow is currently falling in Chemnitz but refusing to stick to the ground.
Undisciplined children. Actually, the parents of undisciplined children.
I ran out of vanilla flavoring today, so I can’t finish baking the last three batches of chocolate chip cookies I wanted to make this weekend.
The exchange rate from dollars to euros. It’s getting worse.
A friend in Texas seems to be mad at me but doesn’t have the guts to tell me upfront. Instead, I get ignored. This is both unfair to me and insulting.
The last batch of cookies I baked today got slightly scorched. The kitchen and I are grudging friends, at best.
I don’t want to admit how much time has passed since my last personal Bible study time.
“Religious Christmas songs” sung only at Christmastime. I guess I’m a stickler for being happy year-round that Jesus was born. ;o)
Otherwise excellent science fiction stories ruined by superfluous sex.
My white sugar addiction.
Email money-making scam forwards. And that’s all one noun phrase!
I can’t seem to rid my houseplants of gnats. On the bright side, though, they keep Ripley entertained.
Reactionary people who believe everything they read and attack before thinking. And without warning. And I’m talking about your “next-door neighbor,” not global terrorists.
Humans dislike coming right out and saying what they want. If you want me to do something, listen to you, shut up, hold forth, laugh, be serious, or make like a tree and get out of there, please tell me. Don’t make me guess, and don’t expect me to read your mind. My telepathy hasn’t developed that far yet. (But I’m working on it. See blog entry on August 8, 2004: “Telepathy; Or, Love: How Far Are You Willing To Go?”)
The nail of my left big toe is ingrown and hurts.
Our white curtains are no longer white and need washing, but I don’t really have time to do it. I guess I could do it now, while I’m sick, but… blech. :oP
I can’t find the “Peanuts” (Charlie Brown) comic strip where Linus counts up how many partridges in pear trees through twelve drummers drumming the guy actually gives the girl in the whole song.
I can’t decide what I really think of stem cell research.
Ripley won’t stop attacking Ed’s feet.
I’m gonna have to compile a list of positives to make up for this one. ;o)
Saturday, December 18, 2004
a few things that tick me off
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2 comments:
Hey Courtney,
I think I may have a home remedy for your plant problem. Try this out and let me know if it works!!
Mix together 1 Tablespoon of dishwashing liquid and 1 cup of vegetable oil.
Then dilute 1 Tablespoon of the above two ingredients into 1 cup of water
love ya, Nerd City
p.s. the news is now common knowledge so everyone may tell whomever they want!! :O)
Hmm...yeah, since you're now living on the continent, I think everybody's pretty much on the up-and-up about it. ;o)
About the home remedy: I haven't tried it, but the problem seems to be diminished. I sprayed all the plants before I left, and when I got back, there were heaps of dead gnats around all the plants. So I think I beat 'em. ;o) Thanks, though!
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