Things I hate: websites where you have to uncheck their "spam me" checkbox to avoid them sending you email all the time, then when you make an error on your details (like, say, a postal code that doesn't conform to the US format) they present you with the same form again, with your details filled in as you had them, EXCEPT they've rechecked the damn "spam me" checkbox.
Other things I hate: ex-co-habitants who can't manage to contact the real estate agents and say "Yup, take out money for carpet cleaning etc from our bond, that's cool" for SIX TO EIGHT WEEKS. Apparently, in my absence, the agents failed to receive thorfy's OK to charge us for the cleaning etc, and escalated it to the Residential Tenancies Tribunal. Dad got a Nasty Letter about it and contacted thorfy a few weeks ago. Now Dad's just got another letter saying that since "we" failed to show up at the tribunal, they found against us and our agents are allowed to take $X out of our bond. They could have done that weeks ago, without me ending up with "failing to show up at the tribunal" on my tenancy record, if only thorfy had contacted them. And on another note, it's a complete PITA for Dad to keep getting these increasingly nasty letters and have to deal with them, and it's somewhat annoying for me to keep being told about it long-distance and not be able to give thorfy a smacking.
Other, other things I hate: "Angela Anaconda". I don't get this show. I don't even know why I've got it on, except that it was what was showing after the Simpsons.
Tonight: no SCA dance practice (the church hall was being used for a (late) St Patricks thing) so we went round to one of the guys' places and ate lots of food, talked about random crap, and watched bits of the _Galaxy Quest_ DVD. In particular, we watched it dubbed into, um, I forget the name of the language. That alien language. OUCH.
Work: more docco. Ergh.
Health: last week I slippped when disembarking from a bus and landed on my right hand and left elbow. The elbow was just a little bruised, but my right wrist and shoulder just haven't been the same since. I've been trying to use xwrits as much as I can and make sure I take breaks, but I'm finding that I'm waking up sore and getting much more cramped and tight than usual even when just curled up on the couch watching television, or in bed reading a book, or carrying my backpack walking to the bus. I should probably go visit a masseur or something and get pummelled. Also, in a more long-term way, I should find a form of upper body exercise that I enjoy and which doesn't trigger flashbacks to my adolescent-body-image-nightmare days. Kayaking might be a possibility when it gets warmer.