Tuesday, March 27, 2007

Let's complain about things! Yes, that'll be fun!

1) It's officially "too warm" now. I was actually sweating earlier today. I wish temperatures were back down in the 40's and 50's again. Anything above 70 is just miserable.

2) I hate tailgaters, especially at night when their headlights are so far up my ass I could open my mouth and illuminate the dashboard.

3) I hate acid reflux. Gack. Blecch. Accggh.

4) I've said it before, I'll say it again: It never fails to amaze me just how much poop can come out of three cats in such a short period of time.

5) When you're single, and live alone, it's amazing how entertaining a series of farts can be.

Ok, I guess that last one wasn't really a complaint.
Still true, though.


Mr. Fabulous said...

I thought you liked things far up your ass...

I gotta check my notes...

Meloncutter said...

Question. When being tailgated, with the bright lights, does that make it easier to actually see a series of farts?

Just wondering.

Later Y'all

Danielle said...

You would wither here in Las Vegas, girl. The summer brings temperatures of 100-120 degrees. I resort to do rags to soak up the copious amounts of sweat, needless to say I don't look me best. I got two cats and I can totally relate.

Keep on keeping on. Hope your catching the good vibes being sent your way.
Get happy girl I am sure you put a smile on the face of your readers. I know I am.

Peace, love and automatic litterboxes.

Skarletz said...

Tailgaters need to be shot. They are sooo annoying, and hell if ya have good insurance and no small children in the vehicle, then stomp on your brakes and let them ram ya, that should teach them, Claim you saw a flying squirrel and you'll win your case. LOL

(got her via fab's blog, just thought I would holla)

amisare waswerebeen said...

Once you get past the initial awkwardness of marriage, the farting regains its entertainment value.

Lynda said...

I like it about 74 degrees. Anything warmer, and just leave me the hell alone, I'm cranky. LOL

Totally agree with the tailgaters.

Hate acid reflux. I have been popping Tums like candy lately.

We have two cats and my husband and I are always saying, "Those cats are full of s**t!"

And we find farts amusing at our house too.

Morgen said...

If you think 3 cats are bad... try FIVE

Okay, I'd never thought I'd be the crazy cat lady with 5 cats -- and FOUR litter boxes!!! Geeesh!!!

I scoop 2 at home every morning, then come to work and scoop two more!

And I know you hate tail-gaters the most, but the ones who drive me the freaking maddest are the ones who pull in front of you and DON'T accelerate! Oh, those and the fools who come at you with their brights on and don't turn them down until they're right about to pass you -- hello, I'm blind by that point! Okay, I'm done having my virtual road rage now....

hope you're having a better day...

Travis said...

I admit it, I have tailgated. And sometimes still do.

But I'm with Mo on this one - don't pull in front of me and not accelerate at least to the posted speed.

And hello???? Can we accelerate to the posted speed between traffic lights? I don't care if the light might turn red before we get to it. Move your vehicle!!

As for stomping on the brakes in front of me, that does nothing but increase my irritation and encourage me to tailgate.

Uhm...wait...I just ranted about and admitted to actually doing a particular pet peeve in the comments of a blog whose author hates perpetrators of that pet peeve and who has been contemplating a killing spree.

I take it all back.

Morgen said...

Lee said, in regard to the acid reflux: do you think there's any correlation to all the hot sauce and spicy foods you eat that errode your esophagus?

Mo said: hmmm, too much spicy pepper sauce, Janna?

Chuck said...

Farts are entertaining no matter your relationshipial (is that a word?)status. If you can really show light from your ass through your mouth you need to be on Ripley's Believe It Or Not...it would be so cool to be able to say, "I've read that ass-to-mouth-light chick's blog" as I walked through the Ripley's museum.

I'll be back to

Janna said...

Mr. Fab: HEY!!!

Meloncutter: I'll have to do some research and get back with you.

Danielle: 100-120??? I would instantly vaporize. **POOF**!!!

Skarletz: There have been times I've WANTED to just slam on the brakes, that's for sure...

Amisare: What good news!

Lynda: Thanks so much for stopping by!!! If I had some Tums here with me, I'd be popping them like candy too.

Travis: LOL. You crack me up. :)

Morgen: I don't seem to get it when I eat the spicy stuff, it's more of a greasy-food kinda thing. Ugh.

Chuck: So maybe the "light" thing can be my claim to fame, then... stay tuned to CNN, or MSNBC, or wherever they show newsworthy stuff like that. Thanks for stopping by! :)

Natalie said...

I'll agre with a few other posters and add a little fart poem.
I have never enjoyed farting as much as I do
Cause I've got a man who loves to fart too.

onionboy said...

seriously, this just happened, i was reading natalie's comment when ... my dog farted.

that poem needs another line.

Janna said...

Natalie: That is SO romantic! :)

Onionboy: You and Natalie should collaborate and write a song. I want part of the profits.