Dear Mediafire,

Thank you for this. Really.

Thank you for wiping two years worth of files and not sending me out an email to tell me you were doing it. That just made my day.

I mean, yes, I have backups. And it's not like they were critically important files (you know, like the location of my...no, I won't divulge anything incriminating, ASIO. ( Read more... )

Dear everyone I'm trying to call,

WHY CAN'T YOU ANSWER YOUR FUCKING PHONES?????

Yours, in extreme frustration,
clappamungus

I just sent the following email to Steve Fielding's email address, regarding his "extremely well-informed decision" (there's a reason that this is in quotations) to block the government's emissions trading scheme.

( Dear Steve... )

Today, I drove to band practise in Hallam (for Lord Mouth, not Left of Crazy. Oh yeah, the metal band is now called Lord Mouth. I like it; blow me if you don't). Anyway, I made sure I got out of the house early. Early enough to swing by my local café and get a flat white, and yet still be able to drive into Hallam on time ( Read more... )

RANT TIME.

Old people - go and get fucked. Or get off my fucking roads.

Trucks - same applies.

On a much more important note:

The lowest common denominator - or the General Australian Public. Including but not limited to The Herald-Sun, Andrew Bolt and its readers ( Read more... )

My father told me about this last night: yet another Sri Lankan journalist killed by (probably) the Sri Lankan government, for not toeing the official line about the ongoing crimes and corruption of said government. In this case, though, he very spookily predicted his own death in an editorial he wrote before he was shot by an unidentified gunman, ( Read more... )

Dear THEMIS,

Get. Cunted.

No fucking love whatsoever, you overcomplicated, ridiculous piece of SHIT of a system,
Me.

(P.S. Oh, and please, PLEASE, someone start arguing with me that it's a "FREAKIN' AWESOME ACCOUNTING SYSTEM, DOOD", so I can have the pleasure of forcing you onto the ground and defecating into your eyes. Not thinking of anyone ( Read more... )

Dear Amazon,

Go and get fucked.

Love,
Me.

EDIT
Dear operators of every online seller ever,

Please contract an especially virulent strain of...herpes...and just fucking die.

Sincerely,
Me.

Stupid goddamn fucking bastard iTunes (yeah, alright, fine, you were all right, it's a FUCKING SHIT PROGRAM OF DOOM)

From The Age (click) today:

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