No 59

Gifs, used to illustrate a point in online debate and/or funnies, that are nothing more than short clips of a pithy quote from something or other. The point of the gif is to visually emphasise what is being verbally expressed. In other words, if I want to say that I am annoyed, I find a gif of something showing annoyance with body language or animal antics - I don't find a gif of Robert Downey Jr. saying "I am annoyed" and put that as a caption underneath.

GOD.

(I've been following a lot of tumblrs lately.)

No 58

Oh I'll just heat some soup, that'll be a quick lunch. My arse. Cooling off period 45 minutes. 

No 57

Webshops that load content as you scroll down. Feck OFF. Just load 40 pics so I can scroll up and down or choose all pages or something CIVILIZED and not this ooooh we're so ARTY bullshit.

No 55

People who whine about having to empty or load the DISHWASHER. I am becoming one of those people. 

No 54

When the butter is too hard and crumbles your bread. 

No 53

When you absentmindedly pick at a scab on your delightful face (because hello fantastic skin of my late thirties) and suddenly you're just GUSHING blood all over. At work.

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No 52

Tea tins (caddys?) that don't have a completely open top, but instead that stupid little open circle in the middle that scrapes your hand as you're trying to fish out the tea with your chubby little fingers. Eh.

No 51

At my Pilates class (because I don't just exercise like normal people, I go to pilaaahhteeees darlings, which I'm sure makes someone else's list of annoying things) they have a bowl of apples. So if they're not Granny Smiths I grab one on the way out before I walk home. Annoyingly, I always finish the apple in between bus stops, which means on between bins. I have to carry the sticky core with my own chubby little cold fingers for aaagggeeesss because I can't put my mittens on until it's gone because then they'd get sticky.  

No 50

Fifty annoying things! Is there a prize? 

When ziplock bags don't zip and lock and all the chewing gum is spilt out among your dirty hankies. (Annoying even without the handkerchiefs obviously.)

No 49

When I click on a headline that seems interesting and it's sports news. 

No 48

Peeling shallots. Damn.

No 47

The sound of very expensive studded winter bike tyres against bare un-iced tarmac in January. Goddammit.

No 46

Commenting on blogs is such a fucking hassle. If it's a Blogger blog I'm always having to triple check if I'm logged in with my "official" account or my anonymousinternetforblogsandstuff account, and half the time it gets it wrong, and you don't get to see before it posts which account it's posting as, and/or you have to jump through stupid captcha hoops goddammit. Or everyone is going over to stupid special commenting functions like Wordpress shite or decking Disqus and jaysus I CANNOT remember my passwords to all that stuff. I HATE IT.