The rants Tag Archive
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Go away, Jeanne!
09.24.04 ø Comments Off
This doesn't look good, everyone. My boss tried to go to Publix this morning and its already swamped with people, hogging carts and grabbing/squabbling over supplies. I've heard of Home Depot and Lowe's again selling out of plywood and other hardware because of the rush of Floridians who have to board up their homes once [...]
Blah to the News!
04.30.04 ø 7
Why oh why is car maintainence so expensive! I went in to get new tires today and was there for almost four hours too...I'm so worn out from the wait. It's not the service department's fault or anything...that is just how long it takes for new tires and a re-alignment. The bad thing is [...]
Designers BEWARE!
04.17.04 ø 5
GRR! There's another layout stealer in the loose. Makes me so ANGRY. :x I am a web/graphic designer...I'm freakin' going to school for this stuff...so I know how it feels to work hard and long on a great design/layout just to have it ripped off by some amateur kid who doesn't have enough morality [...]
Be Proud
03.30.04 ø 1
After reading this confession on Group Hug I have to agree with the author. Some people just don't understand how privileged they are living in the USA, at least the majority of them. "You spoiled American complainers don't even know what it's like to suffer." That's totally true...I bet more than half of today's teenagers, [...]
Constructive Crap
02.18.04 ø Comments Off
In response to some of the rather mean comments left on my website lately in regard to my current layout, content, or site altogether...thanks a bunch. You really made my day along with my mom being hospitalized and having to get major surgery done. It also made me quite happy when I read the nice [...]
Pre-Birthday Grumbles
01.30.04 ø Comments Off
So...it's the day before my birthday and I am just wholly pissed off. It's just ironic that this kind of stuff seems to happen around this time. It happened when I was 16 and 17. And 18 was an exception that I was so happy to have broken the chain...but whatever now. I'm not saying [...]

