New direction, real me

Hello again, long time! (As if anyone is actually reading this!) Just realised how utterly and downright boring this blog is, really!!! Why am I trying to sound sweet and flowery? What possessed me? I am generally a totally fruity, nutcase, most people take in small doses, and quite ironically I am most funny when something is really pissing me off.



However I have had the blind stupidity not to have chosen to write about any of this, because of a sense of ...'concern'?...that someone might actually be offended. As if I really know anyone who may be reading this (my counter value shows as a very motivating almost-zero so far)



So henceforth I shall spew my daily drama in all it's glory and give you, my non-readership, what every other joe blogger is and has been doing all along. Here goes.



Events that piss me off regularly:



1)My so-called boyfriend, who is only known as my boyfriend because he hasn't exactly left my place on the few hundred occasions I have almost thrown him out, because he is too lazy to find another place to stay. He would currently be defined as more of a confused flatmate, with no where else to go and I am a really nice person for letting him stay. (Or just plain insane, I might throw in the towel and him out at some point)



2)Idiots in London. They breed them exceptionally well, some are even foreigners, but they eventually follow in the moronic footsteps of the locals.



3)The lack of: any kind of customer service or expectation of value-for-money for anything you purchase or choose to purchase.



4)The visa situation. I would have more luck surviving if I was a starving, illiterate refugee on the brink of croaking wihout a successful drug-trafficking career, than the decent taxpaying, law-abiding, commonwealth-country professional that I am.



5)My flatmate's parents, who have attempted to adopt me as their future daughter-in-law despite the obviuos fact that it is very clear to all that my relationship with their son is not working out. They insist on including me in every self-centered plea for attention, they call socialising, and into their unbelievably dysfunctional gripes and arguments.



6)Work colleagues who have to constantly reinvent themselves, trying to live up to the Jones's, play the political game, back-stab another colleague and ruin another's reputation because they feel threatened by that person...without any realisation that they may actually be losers fighting to keep their decade-long, dead-end jobs without which they would be seriously screwed.



7)The lack of anything decent on TV when you need to wind down



8)The sub-standard quality of food in restuarants that still cost as much as a nice, new trench coat and tastes about the same. And the overall lack of fresh food in supermarkets. This, my dear friends, is why we are fat. Fruit is costly. Cheesy, unhealthy burgers are cheap. Something has to give. And if you think this is obvious, it was not so back home.

Now, I don't have the energy to fill you in on the annoying things that have happened today so it will have to wait for another time. But I will deliver!

Until later