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My current annoyance is telemarketers, as in people who call your home. The same three telemarketers call everyday and the bad part about it is that they’re not even human beings. They’re machines. It’s really annoying to have to get up and see who is calling on the caller ID, when I almost know that it’s going to be one of those long distance sales callers. T-Mobile calls everyday and leaves an eight minute recording for Graham, my oldest brother who has been moved out for over two years. He apparently owes them one hundred dollars or something. If I don’t get to the phone in time to hang up on them they do leave a long recorded message and then if I don’t go listen to it the answering maching beeps and beeps and beeps until I go push the button, pretending to listen to the message.*Gets up and answer phone. “Hello may I please speak to Tobin”, hangs up phone.* Wow, one of them just called. No joke. They should stop calling, but I know that they won’t. But, I’ve decided I’m going to start playing along the next time they call. I’ll keep you guys posted.

2.

My current annoyance is loud/screamy music. Today, more than once, I visited my profile on MySpace just to hear my song because I love it. I turned up my speakers and listened to the song, and then didn’t turn my speakers back down. Then, I went to someone’s profile and they had this intense screamo/death/grind/metal-core song on their profile and it blares and I almost fell out of my chair several times today. It’s quite scary. But, perhaps it is my own fault for not turning my speakers back down. Either way, I had to change my pants twice today.:D

It’s just dead skin.

My mother is forcing me to get my hair cut for my brother’s wedding. She calls is styled. My brother, in my defense, has expressed to her that he doesn’t remotely care what my hair looks like at his wedding. Mommy dearest, does. I think that she wants my hair to look like an akward mix between Bon Jovi and that one gay guy on the wall of Toni&Guy. Oh, you say, you’re getting it cut at Toni&Guy? No, definitely not. The worst of it is, she’s taking me to some lady who is a single mom, who lives in a double wide in Marana, shared with her seven or more illegitiment children. I also think that mom said something about her being deaf and blind with carpal tunnel and a mild case of turrets. I can’t be completely sure though, because I wasn’t really listening. I was too busy imagining my mother with a Bon Jovi haircut. I told her that I didn’t want to talk about it and threatened to cut my own hair and make T-shirts and signs to start a small protest in out living room. I don’t think that she was intimidated because she said angry words and then tried to reassure me that unlicensed hair-lady wouldn’t take any length off of my hair; just the ‘bulk’. I scientifically proved to her that that wasn’t exactly possible, at all and then asked if I was to learn brail and or sign language before my unsceduled hair appointment. She didn’t answer. The other day I had a secret meeting with my sister, and she promissed to cut my hair. She did. Illigit hair lady, didn’t.