Go away and never come back

You cannot escape the schmarmy cake-eating round pig face that is Eddie Maguire.  You flick on the box for some quality trash and what do you get?  Regular trash.  Ed.  Eddie Maguire I Must Host Every Show and The Olympics Too.

I was okay when it was just Millionaire.  Because, let's be honest, you don't watch Millionaire unless you're sick on the couch or your Grandpa happens to be watching it and you just tune in when he's there.

But the Olympics?  The OLYMPICS!!!??!  I don't think Ed has exercised since year 10 gym class.  He reminds me of that kid that nobody liked but you were forced to listen to in school because he had the highest pitched whiny voice and your ears could not physically tune him out!  

I don't trust Eddie's Olympic commentary.  When he says 'oooh, an excellent triple pike peu veu vermont!' I think "Yeah, Eddie, how would you know?  HOW?!"

Let's not even talk about the men's figure skating commentary.  That just bored me stupid.

Rebuke, rebuff, revise, repent

I take back what I said in my previous post.

1. Wedding prep is generally not 'fun'.  Women who think it is are in love with pain.

2. Tom and Alex slightly, if not mostly, suck in the morning.

 I have not blogged for a while, mostly because I am sick of the online world.  If one more person says the word 'Tweet' or 'Posted' again I'm going to roll them down a big hill and scream after them:"At least this way  you'll get some fresh air!!!"

That being said, there are some things I endevaour to post about in the coming weeks:
-my hairdresser's assistant named "Joe Vegas", what a rocker
-How much I hate Eddie Maguire
-why real estate agents are scum
-my stalker from the past coming back from the dead
-first aid training with the crazy bogan Home Care Workers

Keep you wanting more???