10/04/2006

Some things I hate

I hate having cramps.

I hate having fat under my ribs.

I hate Citrucel.

I hate shrimp because I hate worms and shrimp are sort of like worms.

I hate it when people talk over other people.

I hate being interrupted.

I hate Kramer on Seinfeld. He is too clumsy and he drives me nuts.

I hate how George always gets girlfriends---it makes no sense.

I hate it when people refer to themselves in the third person---for instance: "Mr. T doesn't like it when people back talk him!"

I hate being hot.

I hate trying to like football. It is frustrating.

I hate Verizon people. They don't ever help.

I hate it when people hate how I use the word hate. They are always sunshiny chipper people. I am not like that.

I hate snapping in my ears.

I hate whines.

I hate when someone is driving slow when I am in a hurry.

I hate Wal*Mart.

I hate barking dogs.

I hate cheesy lyrics.

I hate cheerleaders (no offense, Emily).

I hate (usually) modern novels.

I hate stretch marks (on myself).

I hate hair clots (especially wet and soppy in a drain).

I hate coinage.

I hate the smell of coinage.

I hate fingerprints on cheese, touching cheese, and cheese that is luke warm (sick!).

I hate mushrooms because they look like slugs, have a weird spongey texture and taste like dirt.

I hate chocolate haystacks because I got food poisoning once and I threw them up.

I hate John Denver, James Taylor, John Cougar Mellencamp, the Boss, and others that fit that group (but I am open, if you want me to sing them).

I am starting to really hate fried chicken. I make it too much for Dear Sir. I don't even eat with the family on those nights anymore.

I hate having athlete's foot.

I hate messes.

I hate spilled milk.

I hate jewelry (especially metallic, but usually any adornment is a struggle for me).

I usually hate popcorn.

I hate award shows.

I hate sneezing.

I guess since I just complained so much about what I hate, I will have to write about what I love to balance it out! I am so sure I hate many more things, but my brain is fried and I am sick and tired.

7 comments:

~Jennifer said...

lol! We have some of the same hates. Mushrooms? Hello? Fungus. Just like athletes foot (which I noticed you also hate, so it makes perfect sense that you would hate mushrooms, as do I.)

Funky-Redhead said...

I share a lot of your dislikes, but the one that makes me feel like a long lost friend...is that I loathe Wal-mart!

Emily said...

No offense taken. (Though it seems like maybe you could actually USE your own personal cheerleader right now!)

I bet you just LOVED my post of a few days ago with all those lovely fungi fotos....

R said...

I actually don't *hate* mushrooms when they are outside looking cool...I hate eating them, smelling them when they are about to be eaten, and tasting them. I actually have some pictures of the orange and yellow colored mushrooms on my blog too because I thought they looked so cool. I like the Alice in Wonderland sort of feel, but I would never get big or turn small by EATING them. Never. I would take the little tarts any day or drink the fluid in the bottle over the mushrooms. But, I have been known to eat them if I have to, so I won't offend the cook. And, if the Queen of Hearts was about to execute me by decapitation, I would probably eat some of those pieces of mushroom in my pocket out of sheer desperation.

To be ridiculously honest, I have a long dear friend who when we were in the third grade she used to drag me into doing "cheers" with her. I can't even remember them, actually, but I remember dancing around to make her happy and going through all the motions (although I was not good at it). I was literally like Eyore trying to please Tigger. I can truly relate to the Eyore's of this world---

Susie--I really don't like it when someone tells me to smile either. I really DON'T LIKE IT. I totally can relate to what you posted. Oh my goodness gracious, I am there. And it does happen to me.

Em, I don't know what my own cheerleader would do for me! :) I am a lost cause. It's like making a woman who was never raised watching any sport enjoy football.

Red Head---Let's form a team against Wal*Mart. I actually wouldn't mind cheering about that! Ha ha.

Jennifer---Excellent observations about the two different funguses. I never even put two and two together like that (you are smart as a whip) and it all makes perfect sense. Really it does.

When my brain is not fried I will try to think of more things I can't stand....:)

Anne said...

I'm laughing so hard. I threw up Cheetos (sp?) once - it took a long time to like them again.

P.S. I really, really like warm cheese - YUM! Especially with fingerprints.

R said...

Anne---your "p.s." was so unexpected and so wretched I almost tossed my cookies. Dear Sir even said, "What?!" after I made an ejaculatory sound.

Anonymous said...

Mr. Sinta hates mushrooms as well. You really captured the essence of the offenses of fungi. I must warn you that it is very un-
Wilhelm to hate popcorn, but they do not mind because that means there is more for them!