The bane of my existence is...

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    Dec 01, 2007 3:19 PM GMT
    dirty dishes...every time I turn around, there are dirty dishes in the sink. I cant keep up with those suckers, even with a dishwasher.

    what's yours?
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    Dec 01, 2007 3:26 PM GMT
    uncertaintynothing in life is certain and i question everything from the smallest detail to the larger things in life, i just want a break from being so curious and inquisitive and i just wanna live life, yet i find myself bogged down with trying to find the answers to everything.
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    Dec 01, 2007 3:26 PM GMT
    caslon ill do your dirty dishes if you take my wandering mind off my hands for a few days lol.
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    Dec 01, 2007 3:56 PM GMT
    i would suggest use the dishwasher the way you use your sink to pile dishes. maybe it'll help if you dont' see them.
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    Dec 01, 2007 4:03 PM GMT
    yes....the problem is when the dishwasher is full of clean dishes and I get hung up on emptying it....the whole 5 minute chore! ... icon_rolleyes.gif
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    Dec 01, 2007 4:07 PM GMT
    u bad boy! how many meals can you eat at one day! lol
    get a handy house boy to help! they come in all color and size too.
  • art_smass

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    Dec 01, 2007 4:34 PM GMT
    ...Lex Luthor.
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    Dec 01, 2007 5:09 PM GMT
    1-People who insist on putting my clothes in the Washer rather than take the time to go to the Dry Cleaners. icon_mad.gif

    2-Missing Socks. icon_sad.gif

    3-Weak Coffee. icon_cry.gif

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    Dec 01, 2007 6:31 PM GMT
    Small penises. (Yours, McGay, not mine.)
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    Dec 01, 2007 6:42 PM GMT
    Dog hair. I live in Florida, and the heat down here causes my black lab to feel like every day is the first day of summer...and he sheds and sheds and sheds....black tumbleweeds of dog hair...if I don't sweep up for two days in a row I could make a whole brand new dog out of the hair he sheds.

    Oddly, my beagle doesn't shed much at all.
  • EricLA

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    Dec 01, 2007 8:02 PM GMT
    Ironing. I can handle the washing and drying of laundry, but ironing just seems like torture from the Middle Ages. I could have my clothes laundered, but I don't trust them with the clothes likely to shrink and I always get shirts back with broken buttons from their rushed ironing job. It's my cross to bear.
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    Dec 01, 2007 8:26 PM GMT
    Commuting. After fourteen years of walking to work, I now have a forty-five minute drive. And that's off-peak; it can run to 1hr 20mins during the morning rush.
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    Dec 01, 2007 8:52 PM GMT
    Client conference calls.
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    Dec 01, 2007 9:07 PM GMT
    Dog bathing. Something I hadn't taken into consideration when I settled on a short-legged, white breed – in duplicate, no less.

    Weekly brushings aren't a problem: at the dog park or while watching a dvd. While I don't fancy them smelling all 'fishy' after they've been swimming in the canal, I'd bear it rather than bath them, even though they sleep with me on the bed. I could tolerate my persnickety bourgeois neighbours looking down their noses at my dusty dogs when we'd be in the lift; it amused me to pull the same disdainful expression while staring at their shoes. I also found it rather cute how the dogs would take on a greenish tinge in springtime after making like breakdancers, going round in endless circles with their ears to the ground – something about the dank soil and fresh grass compelling them to do so.

    But, that nonchalance vapourized early this summer when a pan-handler – a man who uses half-a-dozen rubberbands to keep his foot-long, tobacco-stained beard under control and with whom I've exchanged pleasantries for a couple of years – said to me in a hushed voice with an air of concern: "Hey, Stretch, not to be rude, but what's up with your dogs? Ma-a-an, I don't think I've seen them clean 'n white once this year." ( ! )

    I made a vow that day, to the Kitchen God, that I'd bath both dogs every three weeks – no matter what. Since then, every three weeks, as I'm hunched over the tub, I wonder if the Kitchen God even heard my promise.
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    Dec 01, 2007 9:11 PM GMT
    ummmm...Aero, if you dont keep your vow to the Kitchen god, what happens?
  • atxclimber

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    Dec 01, 2007 9:11 PM GMT
    This hangover.

    More generally speaking, Rock Band. The better I get at drumming, the more songs I unlock, the harder they get. Last night I got to the Police song, Next to You, and it was so difficult I'm not sure I'll ever be able to play it well. It's very sad.
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    Dec 02, 2007 11:11 AM GMT
    Doctors, or more specifically- psychiatrists, HMOs, and the socially integrated people who hate on my anomic ass.
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    Dec 02, 2007 11:52 AM GMT
    these guys, these gay guys....who keep sucking my cock.
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    Dec 02, 2007 1:14 PM GMT
    Those folks who keep insisting they know what 'the proper' is.

    oh yes, and clothing . . .
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    Dec 02, 2007 3:14 PM GMT
    my frienemy, who's just mean and evil icon_cry.gif
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    Dec 02, 2007 3:26 PM GMT
    "ummmm...Aero, if you dont keep your vow to the Kitchen god, what happens?"

    My inner timer goes kaput, resulting in a year's worth of limp pasta, scorched rice and charred bread – 365 days of vexation!
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    Dec 03, 2007 3:22 AM GMT
    The public's disinterest
  • Starboard

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    Dec 03, 2007 3:51 AM GMT
    Airport security.

    People who forget to turn off their signal after they change lanes.
  • dannyTX

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    Dec 03, 2007 3:57 AM GMT
    My lesbian roommates and all their crazy pets!
  • Kevin82

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    Dec 03, 2007 4:24 AM GMT
    Traffic, or any kind of situation really that leaves me waiting for unknown reasons.