Middle East Withdrawals..

I feel like a junkie. I have visions of the Middle East every minute now. Anyone making even the slightest negative comment about the Middle East is clearly told that his/her comments are out of line. I am about 3000 dollars and a whiff of Hummus away from jumping on a plane and going to Dubai while stopping in Cairo, Beirut, Doha and Abu Dhabi. Those who know it, realise how formidable a list that is..

I wanna feel the sun on my chest, the sweating beating down my brow, I wanna eat Hummus and Tabouli day and night and I wanna follow that up with some Fanta .. don't know what Fanta is? ... you should go the Middle East.

I miss home. It's strange that I have lived in Canada for so long and have come to love this land; yet, the Middle East beckons. I have always known I will go back, even if only for a while. It's as if I have resigned to the fact that, its calls to me are too strong and I, a weaker being will succumb at some point.


on to the hateration ...

The cable company charged me 30 bucks to change the name on the bill from one person to another. 30 bucks to change 17 letter. That is crap. Lower prices my ass!

I hate Mississauga. This city is the epitome of hellish suburb. If I see one more pastel brick house, I will kill myself. Oh, who am I kidding? .. I live in one.

I hate losing $145,678 from my online poker room account. I first of all hated the fact that it was fake money. Now I hate the fact that I lost it. However, the thing I hate most is that I got beat on a royal straight by a royal flush !!! AAAAAAAH !! what kind of cruel game is this?

I hate cell phones. All kinds of them. I wish they had never been invented. They have single handedly ruined our world. The positive impacts they have on society are heavily overshadowed by the number of nitwits running around with cellphones. I hope all cell phone users burn in the pits of hell while shrill ringing tones in the background worsen every sweltering moment.

Today, at work, a guy sitting two seats from me hummed Nelly Furtado's "I'm Alive" song for the whole EIGHT hours of the shift. I hate that. He deserves the same punishment as all cell phone users, except the ringtones should be replaced by the song. Let's see how alive u feel then...

I hate people who stand on the left side of an escalator. It's not rocket science. Stand on the right, walk on the left.

What really bugs me are Whiners, Complainers, Bellyachers, Crabs, Gripers, Grousers, Faultfinders, Grumblers, Grumps, Moaners, Malcontents, Soreheads, and Sourpusses.....

I also hate people who use a Thesaurus (or a pretentious English schoolboy education) to do all their talking for them.

I hate the Sens, Devils and Flyers just because.

I hate people who use the word 'hate' without realising how potent and consumate the word is.
Hate --- something that enrages you to the point that you are overwhelmed by a sense of repulsion and malignance.

I hate to end this post.