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.
10/04/2006
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7 comments:
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.)
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!
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....
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....:)
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.
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.
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!
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