w.atching the w.orld unw.ind

Today's lyric:
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"It's so easy I don't believe a word
Love junkies gone over to the edge
Been thinking if I could see you now
I'd make you say this exists or not at all
Would it be too much to ask if there's some one over there?
Who gets every joke and always in the same place
Only thing I can't face."

Longpigs: "Jesus Christ"
From the album: "Longpigs"

"Frustrage": The tipping point between being mildly exasperated about not being able to change or do something e.g. yank someone's child out of the shopping trolley, after its parents have declined to act on your information that it's actually very unhygienic to stand in it wearing street shoes (and no, I don't want you to remove the shoes, thankyou - I'd rather not have my fruit and veg in the closest of proximities to where its bare feet once stood) and (and here you may wish to pause for mental breath) the sheer, violence-inducing, 'red mist', fist-clenching fury caused by your inability to be involved in Bliar's replacement, thereby rendering this country in the (probable) despotic rule of an unelected caledonian tw@t who, given the massive amounts of money (and with his consent) spent over there, should be in living fear of a visit from the incredibly rapidly and recently-stabilised Iraqi security forces to remove said dictator from these shores and posted back over the wall to rejoin his countrymen in their lovely new parliament building.

(I do believe the above is a legal sentence?)

Enjoy your weekends, y'all.

Labels: Rants, Verbiage