Is anyone else completely sick of hearing about Global Warming? I mean, thanks to Al Gore and his inconvenient truth-telling, the entire population is convinced we're going to be wading through polar-ice slush by next week. It just seems a smidgen hysterical to me..
In the last 10,000 years, the warmest periods have happened well before humans started to produce large amounts of carbon dioxide. There is some evidence to suggest that the rise in carbon dioxide lags behind the temperature rise by 800 years and therefore can't be the cause of it.
Other planets in our solar system are also experiencing climate change- Is that our fault to or perhaps a natural occurrence, completely out of our control?
http://www.ourcivilisation.com/aginatur/moregw.htm
Wednesday, August 15, 2007
Friday, August 10, 2007
If I'm not back in 3 days... Send Help!
Today I am doing something i never thought i'd do.. I'm heading off to a Day spa. But in my defense, and before you start pegging rotten organic matter at me, It's FREE.
Yes, my dalliance as Deborah Harry at the work midyear party earned me the prestigious title of "Best Dressed Female", for which the prize was a day at Samsara for two. By the end of the night, i was, as promised, echoing the trashbag chic of Courtney Love. So in essence i actually impersonated two rock stars..
So today I'm taking my +1 (i.e Miss Jen) and heading off for a full body massage/ milk and rose petal bath overlooking, (claims the brochure) "the ever changing ocean" Noice...
There was no real purpose to this post except to have everyone who is not being softened and tenderised today insanely jealous..
Yes, my dalliance as Deborah Harry at the work midyear party earned me the prestigious title of "Best Dressed Female", for which the prize was a day at Samsara for two. By the end of the night, i was, as promised, echoing the trashbag chic of Courtney Love. So in essence i actually impersonated two rock stars..
So today I'm taking my +1 (i.e Miss Jen) and heading off for a full body massage/ milk and rose petal bath overlooking, (claims the brochure) "the ever changing ocean" Noice...
There was no real purpose to this post except to have everyone who is not being softened and tenderised today insanely jealous..
Wednesday, August 8, 2007
Hooray for Caffeine!
So to all the people who rolled their eyes at me when i ordered my 6th coffee for the day (usually well before lunchtime) and labelled me a pathetic caffeine freak like i was some kind of gutter-dwelling, granny-mugging junky- MUAH HA HA! Who's laughing now?! No mental decay for me in my twilight years....
Yes. Scientists have proved that 3 cups of coffee a day in women can prevent age-related memory loss. REAL scientists- one's with white coats and letters after their name...
Sure they only say "THREE" cups, but if three cups is merely adequate, imagine what 11 cups can do!
Yes. Scientists have proved that 3 cups of coffee a day in women can prevent age-related memory loss. REAL scientists- one's with white coats and letters after their name...
Sure they only say "THREE" cups, but if three cups is merely adequate, imagine what 11 cups can do!
Monday, August 6, 2007
Human Cattle... Mooooooove outta my way.
Pedestrian traffic is one of my pet peeves.
I'm trying my best to get somewhere on time, but along the way the slow moving masses are thwarting my efforts at punctuality. They take up the whole footpath, their big, blubbery arses congealing into one impregnable wall that prevents me overtaking. Meandering along, big empty eyes panning the landscape in every direction but mine, big useless ears deaf to my plaintive cries of "Excuse me, please"
Can we move a bit faster, people???
In the supermarket it's at it's worst. While they're trying to decide between Helga's or Noble Rise their trolley's jackknife across the aisle like a fucking train wreck and the store is transformed into an impossible gauntlet of lazy, stupid beasts and irritating obstacles. For Christ's sake- we have express aisles at the checkout, can we show the same ingenuity in the store itself? Fat, dumb slowpokes to the right, and the organised, efficient crowd down the left.
Am i being pedantic or am i justified in affixing a giant horn to my head so i can honk the brainless cattle out of my way??
I'm trying my best to get somewhere on time, but along the way the slow moving masses are thwarting my efforts at punctuality. They take up the whole footpath, their big, blubbery arses congealing into one impregnable wall that prevents me overtaking. Meandering along, big empty eyes panning the landscape in every direction but mine, big useless ears deaf to my plaintive cries of "Excuse me, please"
Can we move a bit faster, people???
In the supermarket it's at it's worst. While they're trying to decide between Helga's or Noble Rise their trolley's jackknife across the aisle like a fucking train wreck and the store is transformed into an impossible gauntlet of lazy, stupid beasts and irritating obstacles. For Christ's sake- we have express aisles at the checkout, can we show the same ingenuity in the store itself? Fat, dumb slowpokes to the right, and the organised, efficient crowd down the left.
Am i being pedantic or am i justified in affixing a giant horn to my head so i can honk the brainless cattle out of my way??
Welcome To The Next Stage in Stacey's Bid to Take Over The Interweb!
Hello Fictional Readers! Welcome to my new blog. I'm sick of the whole Windows Live thing so i've grown up and got a big-girl-blog... which i will continue to fill with the same, random crap i filled the old one with- but with more style... and more regularly.
Keep watchng this space...
Keep watchng this space...
Subscribe to:
Comments (Atom)