Badness

Suppose I'll have to think of some ugly things for tomorrow's blog entry then. Had a nice relaxing not-doing-much-at-all day today, as my car was in for servicing and so I had planned to waste a few hours around town. However when I got to the garage at 8.30am they said it wouldn't be ready til 5pm which was a bit of a joke, so I went shopping for a bit, then got the bus home for lunch, then went back into town and killed the last couple of hours watching the Borat film. Very rude, very offensive, and very funny too. I was crying with laughter before the first five minutes had passed! Rather ashamed that I found it so funny though, but there probably is a little bit of the Borat in all of us... My friend Susie came round this evening and insisted on showing me her knitting, which she has taken up since she was last round (when she saw the scarf I was knitting for the orphans Christmas box) - rock and roll, eh?!

Anyway, after yesterday's things that got the thumbs up, I have to follow it with a few things that have gained the opposite reaction in the past week:

1. Celebrity divorces. Britney Spears has unsurprisingly filed for divorce from husband Kevin Federline (the soft of person you just want to slap). I never had any expectation that this marriage would work, which is really sad, as it would have been nice if Britney had realised this before having two children with him in the space of a year. More shocking is Ryan Phillippe and Reese Witherspoon who always seemed like such a nice couple, very sad. But if she doesn't want him then I can think of a few of us that would...

2. Garages. Yes, the length of time it takes to get my car serviced. No way does it take 8 hours to check a few things and tick the boxes. Surely no more than a couple of hours work at most. Why then do they insist on me getting up early on a day off to take the car in first thing, when it's blatantly going to be sitting on the forecourt until the afternoon. Why not give an appointment time like they do when you go to the doctors or the hairdresser? They know how long it will roughly take, they know how many cars they have to do that day, so why not give me a proper time slot instead of forcing me into town to go shopping which is not good for my credit cars?

3. Trisha Goddard. Not necessarily the woman, seeing as I've never met her, she might be really nice for all I know. But her daytime TV show is dreadful. Gormless chavs with nothing better to do, arguing over paternity tests and broken families, really, really sad. People need to start taking more responsibility for their actions and if I carry on thinking about it I will start ranting and getting really right-wing and non-PC about how to deal with it. So I'll stop. And kind of on the same note, all the adverts seem to be the ambulance-chasing-compensation-seeking firms: "I slipped over at work on something that shouldn't have been there and badly injured my knee"... Then why the bloody hell weren't you looking where you were going? I'm actually getting angry writing this, enough already.

So I'll breathe deeply and think nice thoughts, like cute baby animals, aaaaaah, feeling better already!