Snow

Snow is something that annoys me massively in this country. We live in a country where it snows at least once a year. And yet, every time it does, the place falls to pieces and everything is suddenly chaos. There were weather warnings about the snow before it happened...so why not be proactive and lay a bit of grit down, seeing as we knew it was going to happen? How has this issue not been resolved yet, in all the years of snow we've had? I mean if, for some bizarre reason, there WAS snow in Africa this Christmas time, then it would be valid if every country on the continent fell to pieces, because I'm doubting they'd be expecting it, or know how to handle it. But we have snow EVERY SINGLE YEAR. A bit of grit really shouldn't be too much to ask.

The one positive I'm taking from the snow is that it gives me an excuse to buy wellies. You're never too old for wellies.

On a brighter note...

I left the house today for the first time in over a week (not counting visits to the doctors/blood tests). I felt alive. I also wondered how anyone can be arsed being on the dole after standing in the queue at the Post Office for what felt like a year.

Coppers

So I've just watched the show Coppers, and it was the one with GMP where they were at the protest riots in Bolton. And these are my conclusions from watching said show:

1. People who label coppers 'bullies' are clearly morons who have issues staying on the right side of the law. If you hit someone in everyday life, you'd expect to be hit back, so why should this be different for coppers?
2. The English Defence League is full of said morons. The fact that they spent all day in the pub before the protest, and the fact that one idiot brought an American flag with them, should tell you all you need to know.
3. The fact that the Unite Against Facism group turned on the police before the EDL got there shows that a lot of them clearly weren't there to protest.

I watched this programme with my mum and dad, both of whom work for GMP. Shortly after the show finished, my dad dragged me by the ankles off the couch so I'd go upstairs and he could watch what he wanted. Who says police workers are bullies? ;)

And another thing...

I have a dissertation supervisor who has gotten 'your' and 'you're' mixed up on her last two emails. As a grammar freak, I can't help but feel like my dissertation is already doomed to failure. Saying this, she has been quite helpful so far, so maybe I'll just have to look past it and...

I can't look past it.

Things that are bothering me at this moment in time.

1. Why do people have pictures of them kissing their other half as their profile picture on Facebook? Surely that is the height of public-displays-of-affection. Why would you honestly believe people want to see that?
2. Similarly, why do people have pictures of their child as their profile pictures on Facebook? I mean, you AND the child is acceptable, but you are not your child, and it isn't your child's profile, so why?
3. While we're on the subject, sonograms belong on the fridge and in little frames on the mantlepiece. Not all up in my newsfeed grill.
4. Why are the only things bothering me Facebook-related? I need to get out of this house.
5. How into reality TV shows I've gotten since being ill. I love I'm A Celebrity. I mean, REALLY love it. I look forward to it. And that makes me hate myself a bit.

I've become one of those people...

...who blogs.

Please don't think that I, by any means, believe people give a shit about my opinion, or that I think I am interesting enough to blog. The main reason I've made this is sheer boredom. I've not left the house for a week, due to illness and the fact that it is minus 5 outside, and this is me trying to escape the onset of cabin fever. It's also me procrastinating, as my time would be better spent doing uni work.

The other reason is that I'd quite like to be a travel writer at some point in my life, and this just seems like good practice. Geek.

So here we are. I generally have a lot of opinions and nowhere to express them. So that's what this is. By 'opinions', I mean 'beef with things that piss me off'.