Things will probably slow down a bit for the next couple of weeks as I am having a baby either this Friday or next Thursday, or somewhere inbetween. I look forward to being a human being again that actually writes about stuff… but all I have room for at the moment is gripes.

Things that annoy me:

1. That I am having my baby either Friday, Thursday, anytime inbetween depending on when the Drs think I should. I thought having an elective c-section would mean certainty! Not! Because my blood pressure is higher than people would like, so I might not make it to my scheduled date. BLEH. But my kidneys arent failing enough to put me out of my misery either.

2. Google Ads. They are the new “free ipod”, new “banner exchange”, new way to piss-the-hell-out-of-me-by-littering-your-blog-with-that-shit in the hope of making some money on the intermanet. Some sites do it nicely, and I will click for them cuz they’re nice people (Spin Starts Here). But some, like Dooce.com and others, have gone WAY too far, even to the point where the ads now not only impose on my screen, but actually make the content almost shit. I refuse to click on that shit, purely in the hope that Google Ads will disappear. I wish people would also stop trying to bullshit us. You are NOT trying to cover your costs (schyeah, that free blogspot/typepad address is really expensive…), but if you enjoy it, whats a few bucks a month anyway? I pay $30 a quarter for my hosting for generous traffic, domain and everything. So please, fuck off Google Ads.

3. Nick.Jr. Still.

4. Viruses. I have a fortress and a fucking virus got through that crippled my network, CD-Rom drives and everything — resulting in a clean install.

5. Idol contestants that think they are meeting the requirements of a category by singing a song that Mariah/Whitney covered in their glory days. Read: “Open Arms” in the 80s show; “I’m Every Woman” in the Motown show… and no doubt there’ll be some other talentless interpretation of an Elvis song this Sunday that they only know because its been sung by someone else. That’s like saying I am all cool and original and shit because my favourite singer covered the Turtles once. No, it would make me an unimaginative moron.

EDIT: I also want to draw your attention to the funniest site I have come across for a while…HERE

And, MsCynic, I know I haven’t been around, but I want to publicly express my sympathy and say that I miss you :)