you know how sometimes you're just angry?

yeah, some days I'm just angry. Today the following things have happened to piss me off.

I read a SciBlog (see link on right side I think?) today where the author wrote about how he thinks homeopathic remedies shouldn't be sold in pharmacies. I wrote in reply, this comment:

"You could also argue that pharmacies sell all kinds of remedies that make people feel better – aspirin for headaches, a wheat pack for over-exerted muscles, anti-dandruff shampoo etc. Since some people think homeopathic remedies make them feel better – whether they actually do or not – why is it such a bad idea for pharmacies to sell them?"

It probably doesn't even make sense, and I'm well aware any rebuttal aimed at cynical scientists is definitely in the firing zone for being broken down and chewed up piece by piece until they think they've defeated you. But actually you just can't be bothered to argue any more (this phenomenon will be recognisable to anyone who has ever tried to explain anything to a cynic - even, and especially, religion).

But it just made me angry.

Then I read an article on Stuff about MPs who have had their stomachs stapled. Why is this a national headline? Because it's MPs wasting money on stuff, again. But more alarmingly (since MPs wasting money on stuff is not alarming at all), all 3 women in the article are... women. OK, so I just read the whole article (*blush*) and at the bottom it also says that David Lange and Ken Douglas also had the surgery. And Donna Awatere Huata, who is obviously another women. Soooooooo my anger fuelled response was that it's fricken annoying that the media/ people in general make so much fun of female politicians (because they're ugly/ fat/ man-like, apparently), and then there's a big uproar when they have stomach stapling surgery.

It made me angry.

Also, I thought I was having sausages for lunch in the cafe today, since that's what it said on the intranet menu. But I had to have chicken lasagne because there were no sausages (which, incidentally, was rather good, so did not sit well with my angry demeanour for the day). Then I realised the cafe menu on the intranet was from last week.

It made me angry! (But not as much as the other two things).

Ironically, blogging about being angry I think has made me less angry.

Love xxx

O, and having a whole day of nothing to do at work, that also makes me angry.