We’ve got an ant problem. After over a year of living here with no problem whatsoever, we suddenly have armies of little black ants running back and forth along our walls. I’ll be buying some Raid and ant traps tonight when I go to the gym, but in the meantime I keep thinking about how it must signify my failings as a housewife. I mean, if I kept my house clean, I wouldn’t have ants, right? I must just not be good enough.
In the meantime, I’m having a hard time functioning. I know they’re harmless but they CRAWL. CRAWL! Can you imagine? They’re on the floor… what if they crawl up on my foot? Now, when I say armies of ants, I mean probably 10 at the most visible at any time. It’s not like we have hundreds upon hundreds everywhere - and typing that sentence made me look around the room for the sign of creepy crawlies. Ick.
Sigh. Someone tell me I’m not a failed housewife?
you type
like this,
thinking it makes
you look profound…
or something.
really, it makes you
look like you
never went,
to school…
if you add in
a bunch of punctuation;
you think it makes:
your point more valid
but really
the line breaks–
do not help,
your case.
Use the shift key. Form complete sentences. Paragraphs are your friend. It won’t break your computer if you type more than four words on a line, really. I promise you, it’ll just make you look like less of an idiot. Try it!
Mmm, they’re cutting the grass and trimming the weeds down on the lawn and I can smell it way up here. The smell of freshly cut grass always relaxes me so much. Yum! Well, I guess it’s not really yum, as I don’t want to eat the cut grass… I did that once in elementary school and it didn’t work out so well. So I’ll just sit and smell it instead!
Today was… well, an adventure, as the title of this blog post would suggest. Leave it to me to get terribly, terribly lost on the right bus. Seriously. I was on the right bus. Going the wrong direction. This little mistake cost me an hour. An hour.
I got to the library an hour late (aside from the bus thing, it was raining, and my jeans were too big and the bottoms were soaked so they were trying to fall off… what a disaster it was!) and the people I was meeting were there waiting for me. The girl I’m tutoring had to leave shortly after I got there but we’re meeting on Thursday to do some work. I’m looking forward to it!
I have another pet peeve. I know so many people like my rants, so I’ll share another.
Why is it that so many of my friends like to IM me with small messages in all caps? People insist on yelling my name (ANG! OMG! ANG!) or something about their day (OMG I WENT TO BED LAST NIGHT AND WOKE UP THIS MORNING!) or absolutely random nonsense (ZOMG AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH). Why yell it? Why not send me a simple message that says “Hey, how are you doing?” instead?
Now, I’ve done this myself. I’m not innocent, but I do have a defense. It’s usually when I’m trying to make someone laugh. Sometimes it’s when I haven’t seen someone for a while or I’m trying to convey genuine shock. But usually, I type like a normal person.
So next time you IM me, please, I beg you, talk to me. Don’t yell. My ears hurt!
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