But if you actually do identify with any of the following, comments, concerns, and perhaps even some help will be greatly appreciated.
1. Apple Inc., get your sh*t together. Seriously. Your products are stylish, easy to use, powerful. I buy it because it is the only computer I trust to handle the kind of abuse I need to inflict on a computer in order to work on my music projects. And you've come this far, from $5 a share to over $200 at one point (can't blame you for an under $130 share now, with this economy going to crappers). But Mr. Jobs, while you're trying to innovate for new technologies, try to make sure the very standard wireless connection device on your laptops work. Somebody tell me why the damn Airport suddenly drops all connections to my wireless router that hasn't been touched in the last two years? I need google and wikipedia!
2. Ants, please stop bugging me. I have wiped the kitchen counter multiple times. I have made sure to put left-over food away all the time. I know it's the weather. And trust me when I tell you that your asses are going to be very sorry when I go to home depot tomorrow to get baits, industrial grade sprays. And on top of that, just to make sure, I will have my pot of still boiling water just to make sure your queen will be humiliated in such a way she'll never consider hitting the jacuzzi again. Yes you environmentalists, I am going to use industrial grade bug sprays. And yes you bug experts, I realize that the bait is supposed to kill them, the boiling water is simply a way to fulfill my sick hobby of seeing tribes upon tribes of dead boiled ant bodies.
3. Izzy, how have you become the new whore since Meredith in season 4 of Grey's anatomy? How? You're like that free mattress Leed's give to customers who can find a better deal now.
4. Yes, the 700 billion dollar bill irritates me. Let's not have an argument about this.
5. I hate arguing with my friends. Maybe I WAS an idiot for even starting it. I won't put my money in a swiss bank. You win, my online girlfriend's boyfriend.
