Why are EMOGurls obsessed with themselves?

So it’s a fashion statement thing, an image thing, a teen thing, a state of mind thing, a music thing…all of the above but also a dirty, slutty, pathetic, innocent my arse, small-minded sheep, see how cute I look when I shove my pretty titties in your face but then slap you for looking thing!

This isn’t just about the actual appearance of these sad dorks, I want to find out the real reason why EmoGurls are so totally obsessed with their looks. I really want to know why EmoGurls (yes you read correctly, G U R L, that’s how it’s spelt now) have this compulsion to constantly take photographs of themselves and then share them with the rest of world.

Things That Piss Me Off – Stagecoach Cambridge, UK.

Stagecoach Cambridge have proven themselves to be lacking in every department where customer service is concerned. I’m pretty sure I’ve been in a bad mood recently and will snap out of it sooner or later, but whilst I’m here I may as well have fun with it!

I’ve recently added a nice new section to my blog; 10 Things… which not only piss me off but could be what I love about something.  So it’s not all doom and gloom, well, it is right now but I’m sure it will pick up soon. And since my bad mood is lingering somewhat I started with the ...That Piss Me Off About… and I’m really happy to get a real nasty issue off my chest; the  10 Things That Piss Me Off About Busses – directed at Stagecoach Cambridge Bus Company. I’ve been brooding about that subject for a while now and have come to the conclusion that there are more negative things than positive where busses are concerned. Yes there are. Please don’t shake your head. And for the love of Jeebus, please don’t email me with a list of positive reasons to take the bus. Don’t be that person.

Busses are driving me slowly mental!

I’ve been using busses regularly for about 15 years or more. Yet in the last year I’ve become less tolerant of them, and have now arrived at a point where I actually despise them! Maybe it’s because I’m a stage in my life where compromise isn’t an option any more, and after giving in so many times in the past I just want something to go the way I want, and not because I don’t have a choice, or am too laid back.

WoWcraft: Druid Powa!

World of Warcraft apathy had overcome me back in January. After a couple of years immersed in the vibrant virtual world I’d taken a short break and tried to go Horde, but it just didn’t feel right. I gave up. Tried AION which was nice but lacked something. So I played PS3 instead, high quality graphics, lots of different games and Call of Duty MW2 where I could shoot people in the head all day long without getting into a huge argument about guild politics and raiding tactics!

The other day an invisible force… we’ll call it The Ghost of WoWcraft… grabbed me by the scruff of the neck and thrust me down in front of my PC. I signed up for a months subscription and logged in. Usually I pop on to a few alts, just checking in on each one, circling my main character like gravity yanking a meteor toward the earth. Not this time.