Friday, 2. May 2008, 12:44:00
annoyances, cake, life's little
Someone brought in a cake to work today. Usually this would make me happy, being a lover of the cake, and I would be first in the queue and coming back for seconds (and thirds). I was not happy, however, when I found out it was carrot cake.
I hate carrot cake; it's an abomination. In the war between sweet and savoury snacks, it's a sneaky savoury spy sent behind enemy lines to attack innocent cake-eaters such as myself. Cake should not contain vegetables. Fruit is okay (as long as it's not that traitor tomato), but why on earth would you want to add carrot, when you could have nuts and chocolate?
"It keeps it nice and moist", you'll hear people say. So will more butter - use that instead, and keep the carrot out of it. I've got nothing against you when you're next to my roast potatoes, or with coriander in a nice soup, but if I find you in my cake again, carrot, there will be trouble.
Friday, 25. April 2008, 09:39:55
baby, annoyances, life's little
Pip and I are on the lookout for cheap baby products. We're looking at classified ads etc. to try and pick up some bargains in time for bean's arrival. Even though I know we're looking for things like stairgates, every time I see one listed in an ad, I misread it as "Stargate" and get excited at the prospect of being able to purchase a means of intergalatic travel, for a very affordable price.
I did a bit of investigating on t'Internet, and what do you know! You can actually buy a "Stairgate SG1". I'm definitely getting one of these 
Thursday, 24. April 2008, 15:58:59
life's little, annoyances
I saw this picture in Engadget, and got excited. I mean, look at these beasts of machines! Robots! Firing lasers of death! How cool is that! Whatever this "Blasers" is, I want in!
But then I saw video footage of the said robots in action. Disappointed doesn't come close 
Tuesday, 1. April 2008, 11:11:50
annoyances, life's little
This is my donkey pen holder. He sits on my desk, keeping my pens safe until I want to use them. Pip bought it for me from eBay, and it looks über cool. You would think that it would be an ideal present for anyone, but especially for children. The cute little face, and cartoon-style seems to suggest this. But no! Turn the donkey over, and you get a nasty surprise!
Naughty bits! On a plastic donkey! How rude! Was there any need for them to be included? I don't think I'd ever have plans to breed a herd of Donkey Pen Holders. I feel ashamed and embarrassed, and ensure I keep Donkey nice and stocked so people can't turn him over.
Tuesday, 1. April 2008, 06:10:24
annoyances, life's little
Raaaah! At least I
assume they are an April Fool's joke...
Either way it makes comments more amusing to read! I wonder what other pranks will be played today?
Friday, 28. March 2008, 07:18:15
life's little, annoyances
I went to the barber yesterday, and was actually surprised to see that he was taking an interest in my hair. My previous experience with barbers is that you tell them what you want, and they do it, without any creative input. That's all well and good, but for someone who is on the blunt end of the cutting edge when it comes to style and fashion, it was nice to be told how he could make my hair look "trendy".
This mainly consisted of leaving it long at the back, and using a cut-throat razor to "mess it up". I was happy about the cut-throat razor (you're a real man if you get your hair cut with a razor blade), but the long bits at the back make my hair look like a
mullet. It looked good in the mirror (and I even tipped the bloke - not something I do often), but having had more time to examine my barnet closely, I have come to the conclusion that I look like Billy Ray Cyrus.
Now... where's my scissors.
Thursday, 27. March 2008, 11:05:42
annoyances, life's little
I purchased an item of eBay recently, and once I had paid for it, I received an email from the seller. It contained this tidbit:
Thanks again for the business, it is much appreciated,
Once your item arrives in satisfactory condition, please leave feedback for
me. I will do the same for you.
No, no, no, no, no! I upheld my part of the bargain. I made payment within two seconds of winning the item. I was the Peter Perfect of buyers, and should probably be used in some sort of tutorial on how to buy items from eBay. My feedback should have nothing to do with your feedback, Mr Seller.
If I had any more guts, I would leave you a narky feedback comment, or give you less stars than you deserve! Ha!
But I didn't. I gave you top marks, because you really did nothing wrong, and the item arrived as stated. And you might not have given me my precious feedback. Stupid eBay.
Tuesday, 25. March 2008, 09:22:13
annoyances, mug, tea, life's little
I had a bit of a traumatic Easter weekend. On Saturday, I was making a delicious cup of tea, and I broke my mug. This may not sound particularly distressing, but it was my mug. My special mug. A mug that's been with me for 8 years. It was the perfect mug, and it held the perfect amount of tea: not too much, not too little. I've fought countless battles to keep my mug, convincing Wifety that it did match the new mugs we got for our wedding (even though it really didn't). It survived three house moves, and the great mug clear-out of 2006. It was like an old friend; a constant in a crazy world.
Now it is no more. It cannot be repaired, and will never be replaced. As it happens, I got a new mug on Sunday, as part of a Doctor Who Easter egg. It's not the same, however, and holds less tea than my old mug (and yes, I was sad enough to measure the volume). It has got Daleks on it, which is good, but early signs show that it will not be up to the task of replacing the mug.
WIDGETIZE