kayley wrote:holy boring blogs batman. I think I'll go lay down now sweeties. y'know my monkeys?
Sorry, couldn't resist.
That was pretty good!
Nope. I don't read your blog. I don't really read many blogs at all. I am not a bloggy person.Sunflower wrote:Are you saying my blog is boring?Jax wrote:Let me tell you something else that annoys me-- people who keep public blogs and are boring as sin. I mean, I know I would be boring, so I don't keep a public one. I am not aiming this remark at anyone here, so don't misunderstand. But gads.
LauraLowEnd wrote:OMG, just thought of another. if one has poison ivy, and applies his/herfingernails to the area of discomfort in a rapid motion in order to alleviate the unpleasantness, this action is called "scratching." it is NOT CALLED "ITCHING." i hate it when people are like "oh, you have a mosquito bite? don't itch it!" yeah, i don't have any control over whether it itches or not! but i CAN choose not to SCRATCH it!
sounds like some of my students. But they have the excuse that they're not native English speakers."you times it by three and then minus it by 5."
WHAT?!? no; you MULTIPLY it by three and then SUBTRACT 5.
I have a theory about this and the itch/scratch thing, too ... see, in Swedish "learn" and "teach" are the same word and so are "itch" and "scratch." I'm thinking that maybe some of the original confusion came from immigrants whose native languages didn't differentiate between them. Of course, that doesn't make it any less irritating, but it could be an explanation.Blush wrote:A friend's dad does this. It drives me bonkers. My ex-boyfriend's grandma used to say this too. I thought it was a rural thing. The other thing she used to say that made my skin crawl was. "Oh, you don't know how to play euchre? We'll learn ya." AAARGH! You'll TEACH me! Or maybe you won't, because I'm going to sit in the car!
I wrote a rant in my journal once about people who always have to remark, "Oh, you look tired." It's my least favorite of the masked compliments/expressions of concern.Jax wrote:Sidenote on the being tired thing:
In law school, this girl would always come up and ask me how I was. I'd say "fine" 'cause I didn't know her very well. She would then ALWAYS proceed to tell me I looked tired. Fucker. I felt like smacking her in the face. How rude.