So yesterday I watched a whole heap of Glee and then pigged out on Hells for dinner.
I’m such a winner.
Today hasn’t been much better.
I did however leave the house. Mother had things to do, so I had to take her. The obligations of a daughter.
My rant today: Hallmark.
Y U MAKE CARDS SO BIG?
And by big, I mean bigger than standard size. So what you think would only cost 50c to post within New Zealand now costs you a nice $1.20.
WHAT IS UP WITH THAT!?
I smell a conspiracy. Card companies have increased the sizes of cards to a minuscule degree so that you don’t notice, but when the post office person measures it, they find it is bigger than standard. Thus making you pay more. Thus the post company making more money.
Because you know they have to be making a profit somewhere in there. Just wouldn’t be a business without profit.
That’s my thoughts anyway. $1.20 to post a frickin’ card. It was a card! Ridiculous.
Hell is also making me stabby (and the people in it).
MUST GET OUT OR I WILL CUT A BITCH.
Anyway, because I had relegated myself to my room for the night because I was not wanting to have any contact with parents, I decided to start going though some clothes.
I wanted to be brutal. Then I couldn’t. I don’t know why.
I wish I could just chuck everything I own out and start all over again. It would be so much easier.
I then started on my shoes.
I didn’t get very far there either.
I have so many of them and there are many pairs that I don’t know what to do with them. So they are sitting in the ‘unclassified’ pile of ‘What the hell do I do with you?’
I love my sorting titles. They are teh lolz.
I’ve done two job applications in the last two days. It’s something. Just wish that job would come along already. Hastings makes me angry.
Plus there is the wanting to move to Wellington so I can be with Man Piece.