tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33118269.post6360657891144000591..comments2023-08-23T00:27:30.026-07:00Comments on Ms. Ranty Pants: ZzzzzzzzzzzMACMDhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02271028892253203648noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33118269.post-89207305533911717622007-03-13T12:48:00.000-07:002007-03-13T12:48:00.000-07:00OMG. Brit - did you just read my mind??? You have ...OMG. Brit - did you just read my mind??? You have captured everything that sucks about this place so eloquently. This is why I escape to SF, to the sea. If I didn't I'd probably stick my head in the oven. Jules is right - there's no pulse here. No vibrance. The meat & 3 veg mentality will suck the life out of any normal person.<BR/><BR/>Escape from Alcatraz & come to my house on a whim luvvie. We have parks with flowers, lakes with fountains, ducks, and egrets in them. There's a swimming pool & tennis courts. Bring your cossie & a tennis raquet and blow that laundry off for a day :)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33118269.post-86781966254753462007-03-09T01:50:00.000-08:002007-03-09T01:50:00.000-08:00My advice: leave Sacraghetto! Just don't come to C...My advice: leave Sacraghetto! Just don't come to Canberra, the Australian Sacraghetto. Seriously, I felt that way most of the time I was in Sacto. It's a toilet. It has no pulse. It's anti-social. I am glad I escaped! Even if it is to Canberra. At least we have a lot of good pubs here!Juleshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12692871726241057777noreply@blogger.com