I hate...

8/25/10

2010-08-25T13:01:00.004-05:00

I hate...being hungry and depressed at the same time. Depression not only casts a dark pall over everything you see, for some reason it also makes everything taste like cardboard. Blech!

I hate...cats. Have I mentioned that before? If so, it still deserves mentioning again. Cats are egotistical, lazy-ass, wastes of space (oh hey, that describes my ex-hubby, think maybe he was one in a past life) that ruin your furniture and stink up your house with their spraying and the damn litter box. No amount of cute and adorable in their appearance is going to sway me into overlooking all that other crap.

I hate...those Pepsi fridge-pack boxes. You know, the 12 pack of cans designed to fit in the fridge so they can be dispensed right from the box. I don't know if they don't perforated them properly or what, but every time I try to open one I end up destroying the box, thus defeating the purpose of buying the 12 pack. Don't have any problems with the Coke boxes, so what gives Pepsi?

I hate...when you randomly come across something you own when you don't need it, but then the thing seems to have completely vanished off the face of the planet the minute you do need it.

I hate...running out of shaving cream when I've only managed to get one leg shaved, one armpit, or worse, half the bearded clam. Yes, I know there are other things I can use in the interim, but none of them works as well as shaving cream, especially on those oh so delicate areas.

I hate...Facebook games. They are just TOO. DAMN. ADDICTIVE.

8/17/09

2009-08-17T19:05:00.003-05:00

I hate...men that can't stand to have a woman pass them on the road. They'll be putzing along, doing 5-10 miles UNDER the speed limit, pissing me off. As soon as I try to pass them, they look over, see a woman and suddenly speed up. Give me a fucking break. I'm not challenging your masculinity, dickless boy wonder, I'm just trying to drive and get where I'm going without your slow ass holding me up.

I hate...(as some of you may already know from my other blog) that it is so damn difficult to get an UNCONTESTED divorce. That's right, as rare as it may be, the ex and I agree on everything we've put in the divorce documents...even custody of our daughter. Yet because of a judge with a god complex that had to nitpick, we're still married. What the fuck? If only they'd make getting married this arduous and time-consuming, I bet at least 80% of people wouldn't even bother. I know I sure as hell wouldn't have.

I hate...when people make accusations against you based on rumor rather than on facts. Find out the truth before you speak morons, and then...get a life.

I hate...people that feel the need to "keep up with the Joneses". Having money is great and all, but if you're so obsessed with keeping up appearances that material things take precedent over financial security and you think you're just "squeaking by on $300,000", you need a heavy dose of reality slapped across your face. I'll gladly volunteer to do the slapping and as a bonus, I'll switch places with you while I live more than comfortably on $300,000 and you can try squeaking by on less than $20,000. Once you know what it feels like to have to decide between paying your utilities or putting food on your table one day and paying your rent or getting urgent medical attention you desperately need the next, you might finally garner my sympathies.

I hate...that I forgot to call in my prescriptions until after I'd returned from the store. Now I have to make a second trip out there.

I hate...that they put in a traffic light with a pedestrian signal in front of our newly remodeled library to get from the parking lot instead of putting in a pedestrian bridge. I get stuck at that damn light every single time I drive that way, which is often and about to increase an additional four times per day once the kiddie returns to school next week. I don't mind stopping when there are kids present, but when an ADULT feels like they suddenly can't cross the street at all without the signal telling them it's okay to walk, I get pissed off. It's not like it's a busy street or one with a high speed limit. What the hell did these people do when it was just a crosswalk with no light? Did they wait until someone else came along and told them it was safe to walk??

7/12/09

2009-07-12T19:59:00.007-05:00

I hate...when you think you have a craving for something, run out to the store and buy it, only to find that it wasn't what you really wanted after all.

I hate...that the majority of books and films have happy endings to them. Why can't people portray life as it really truly happens? It isn't always ponies, fairies and rainbows at the end. Life can be extremely cruel and sometimes it's a dirty, painful, twisted, dark mess that never resolves into happier times.

I hate...the E. coli that was found recently in raw cookie dough. While it's not the Nestle Toll House dough that was recalled, I do have a whole tub of Otis Spunkmeyer raw cookie dough in the freezer that I'm just dying to munch on but I'm afraid to because of this E. coli scare. Sure it's good cooked, but it's even better right outta the tub. Eat at your own risk I guess.

I hate...that once again Harry Potter mania has returned now that the latest installment of the movie series is to be released later this week. AOL (not a trusted news or other source by any measure) even ranked Harry Potter as one of the top 10 books you must read before you die. Seriously? I mean really, seriously??

I hate...the latest wave of Alternative music that's hitting the airwaves. It's uninspired, unoriginal and just plain sucks all around. Even Green Day's latest is merely a repackaged version of their American Idiot cd and a crappy one at that.

I hate...that so much time and effort is being spent on investigating Michael Jackson's death. Hello? He's not the first person, nor the biggest celebrity, to fall victim to a prescription drug overdose. There have been plenty before him and there will be plenty more after him. Unless we're going to go back and investigate every single death of similar circumstance with such vigor and thoroughness as we are Michael Jackson's, then we need to just drop this shit now. If he didn't know (or more likely didn't care) that his life was at risk from overdosing with all the medications he was taking, he's a fucking moron and got what was coming to him. Doesn't really matter who prescribed him what.

10/2/07

2007-10-02T18:09:00.001-05:00

I hate...when people try to give you advice on subjects they know absolutely nothing about. I made a random comment recently in front of some family members that I needed to go to Best Buy and pick up more memory for my computer. One particular idiot, who doesn't even realize he's a complete idiot but instead thinks he's this brilliant know-it-all, starts telling me I need to get a bunch of disks, move everything (including programs) off my computer onto those disks and I'll free up all my memory again. Um, hello dickwad...1) you don't even know how to turn a fucking computer ON, and 2) I wasn't asking for any advice, so keep your damn mouth shut.

I hate...purses. I started carrying one in junior high, cuz well, it was the girlie thing to do. I also needed a place to store my makeup and feminine hygiene products. However, carrying a purse seems to breed more reasons behind why you need to carry one. Your very first purse only has a couple of items in it, such as a little makeup and tampons. Then with each passing month, each year, things get added. A wallet, hand lotion, tissues, a pen, pictures, throat lozenges, umbrella, change of undies, toothbrush, hair brush, a mini sewing kit, an extra pair of socks, cellphone charger, etc. The more things that get added, the more things you can think of that just need to be in there and the bigger the purse gets. The problem is that it ends up being so full of crap that you really don't need that you can't find anything you actually do need when you need it, or it's something you hadn't yet thought you would need and it's not in there so you have to borrow it or buy it. It's a vicious cycle. But I'm a recovered purse addict. Now I just carry a wallet.

I hate...that I can always tell when someone has eaten a gyro sandwich or a salad with ranch dressing by just a single whiff of their breath afterwards. I think those two produce the worst, we're talking vomit inducing, bad breath ever. I'd rather play tonsil hockey all night with someone that's eaten a raw onion, than to get that single whiff of someone that's had a gyro or ranch dressing.

I hate...all the hoopla surrounding the Cubs making it to the playoffs this year. I distinctly remember this same thing happening in 2003 and where did that go? No where! It's been 99 years since they won the World Series. 99 years people. One year shy of a century. The Titanic hadn't even been built yet the last time they won. I'm a Cubs fan, always have been, always will be, but I'm not joining in any hoopla until they actually win the World Series. That'll be the time to celebrate, and all hell will break lose in Chicago when and if they ever reach that pinnacle.

4/13/07

2007-04-13T17:15:00.000-05:00

I hate...people like Jesse Jackson and Al Sharpton. They preach tolerance, but their own agenda is so one sided that they border on being racists themselves. They were out in force picketing and demanding the firing of Don Imus because of the racial slurs he used on the air. Yet I have to ask, where were they when several black people were on air publicly bashing gays? Why weren't they out picketing and demanding the firing of Isaiah Washington for using a gay slur or the basketball player that went on a rather long intolerant rant about homosexuals? Why is it seemingly acceptable to make bigoted remarks against someone for their sexual orientation, something a person can no more chose than they can their race? Reeks of a whole lot of hypocrisy if you ask me.

I hate...that CBS fired Don Imus. Do I actually care about him being fired? From the standpoint of if he has a job or not, no, because I've never heard his show before and never had an interest in ever hearing it. Was he wrong to use the racial slurs he did? Hell fucking yes. What I hate about the situation is that CBS didn't handle it properly. They cowtowed to public pressure and opinion rather than taking an objective look at what happened and how to resolve it. In the other situations, where blacks publicly insulted gays, there was some public pressure to fire Isaiah Washington (I don't recall any demands that the basketball player be fired but I'm sure there probably were) . But was he? No. He was allowed to apologize. He was allowed to seek "rehab". He was allowed to make amends and keep his job. People say stupid, insulting, bigoted remarks all the time, revealing the true ignorance that lurks inside. But the double-standards our country is awash in are just as appalling as the hate that spews from the mouths of some of our citizens.

I hate...that it takes so long for Novocaine to wear off. I felt like I was drooling all afternoon and I'd had the injection at 10 am, for a single filling.

I hate...Internet Explorer 7.0. Nice rip-off of Mozilla's Firefox.

I hate...percentages used in news stories, studies, polls, etc. I think most of them are inaccurate and are used for the sole purpose of eliciting fear in the general public. The most recent example? I was just at the Yahoo! home page and there's an article that says 90% of elementary school kids are bullied. 90%?!?!? While I'm no mathematical genius or anything even remotely close and I've never taken a statistics class, I find it impossible to believe they can make that claim with a random sampling of a mere 270 students at 3 schools, one in Arizona, the other two in California. I find it amazing that people can get away with making crap up like this. I find it even more amazing that people actually believe this shit and will go on to quote that percentage as fact. Oh damn, I can't say I hate all percentages. There is one I like...it's that 84.7% of all statistics are made up on the spot (like that 84.7% just was).

2/7/07

2007-02-07T03:34:00.000-06:00

I hate...the music industry and their constant complaints about how illegal downloading of music is hurting their business. Maybe if they'd lower the price of cd's, more people would be willing to buy them rather than trying to get the songs from someone else for free. As stupid as many consumers may be, a lot of us know that it costs far less to produce a cd than it ever did to produce a vinyl album, yet cd prices have remained significantly higher than what vinyl was sold for. You chose higher prices to gain bigger profits rather than offering a product at a price more in line with production costs and you lost on that deal. Quit your bitching or offer us a more realistic price.

I hate...that such a big deal is being made about Barack Obama quitting smoking. Why is this even news worthy? Who the fuck cares if the guy smokes? I hardly think someone's nicotine addiction has any bearing on whether they have the ability to run our country. I also hate the random twit they interviewed on our evening news at some bar here in Illinois that said it was a good idea he quit because there are more registered voters that are non-smokers. Huh? I don't know where he got his voter registration from, but I don't remember them asking me if I was a smoker or not when I registered to vote.

I hate...that news reporters seem to pick the most idiotic person off the street that obviously knows none of the actual facts about what's going on to interview for a story. They also seem to make it a point to interview people with several missing teeth and a complete lack of comprehension of the English language. What's up with that?

I hate...when you're in the middle of writing something important and your pen runs out of ink.

I hate...that I'm going to have to sit through my daughter's school production of the Disney show High School Musical. I've seen parts of the movie on tv and couldn't stomach its cheesiness, I honestly don't want to watch a whole friggan play of it. Just have to remember to tell myself "I'm there to support my daughter" so I don't walk out in disgust.

I hate...that they defaced the Picasso statue that stands in Daley Plaza in Chicago with a giant Bears hat when they lucked out and got a spot in the Super Bowl. It's not even a little bit right to fuck with any of Picasso's art, especially not like that.

I hate...that the Bears lost the Super Bowl and the news is STILL talking about them. They fucked up and didn't win, move on already. Suppose I should be glad they did lose though, otherwise I'd be hearing about them for the next 6 months and I'd probably have to shoot myself.

I hate...the ongoing battle I'm having with insomnia. I just want to be able to fall asleep like I used to. I was out cold as soon as my head hit the pillow.

1/20/07

2007-01-20T11:35:00.000-06:00

I hate...political correctness. Where does it say that people have the right to not be offended? Um...NO WHERE, that's where! Blatant racial or homosexual slurs are definitely the exception and shouldn't be tolerated because they are usually said out of sheer ignornace, but if you expect me to coddle to your precious feelings otherwise, fuck off.

I hate...the ignorant ass woman sitting behind me recently at a high school basketball game. Why? Because she did use a racial slur against our team because hers was losing. I wanted to turn around and slap the bitch for saying that "their team would be winning too if it had as many (insert "n" word here) on it." Skin color has nothing to do with athletic ability you fucking twit, your team just sucks, get over it.

I hate...that my daughter seems to come home monthly with candy bars she needs to sell as a fundraiser for different organizations at her high school. The most recent incident happened this week when she came home and said she was "expected" to sell $10 worth of candy for Spanish class. I never did learn why this expectation was placed upon us. They aren't taking a trip of any kind or doing a special project that wasn't in the original school budget. How's this for a change? How about me "expecting" the schools to stop fueling obesity and diabetes in America with all this damn candy? How about me "expecting" the school district to learn to spend the hundreds of millions of dollars they already receive wisely so I'm not continually "expected" to give them additional money? How about I "expect" that instead of fundraisers where the school only receives a few cents on the dollar, they just outright explain to me why they need additional monies and outright ask me to contribute?

I hate...cards, as in birthday, Christmas, Valentine's day, etc. They are the biggest waste of money and precious natural resources. Save a tree and just tell your family & friends yourself how you feel about them instead of relying on Hallmark or American Greetings to do it for you.

I hate...that the 80's Trivial Pursuit game I got for Christmas turned out to be way harder than I expected. I can answer all the music questions and most of the movie/tv ones too, but beyond that, I'm pretty clueless about the 80's. Shows you where my priorities were when I was a teen...right where they should have been!

I hate...that I cry nearly every time I watch Grey's Anatomy. Watching George's dad pass away this week was so incredibly sad. But it's just a tv show dammit!

7/19/06

2006-07-19T16:29:00.000-05:00

I hate...that it was really hard to read the red font I was using, so I had to switch to something brighter. Trivial I know, but I still hate it.

I hate...being in the hospital. Doctors and nurses seem to think you haven't a clue about what care you need and/or don't need. Here's a hint people, not all of us are completely unaware of what's going on with our bodies. If I tell you I don't need a pregnancy test prior to surgery, I don't need one because I know I'm not fucking pregnant!

I hate...that motorcyclists aren't required by law to wear helmets in most states because they feel they aren't hurting anyone but possibly themselves by not wearing them. Yet the law requires me to wear a seat belt when I'm not hurting anyone but myself by not wearing one.

I hate...that I've had two surgeries in two months. I can't even begin to imagine how hard it must be for those that need surgeries even more often than that. I'll hate the surgeries for those people as well.

I hate...that my ex hasn't a clue how to manage money.

I hate...eating food prepared by family members. No one in my family has a clue how to cook, yet they keep trying. Most of their meals are a disgusting failure. 'Tis why I prefer to leave the cooking to the pros.

I hate...when people start blogs and then suddenly disappear without a trace, yet leave their blog open. At least delete the thing or put an explanation for why you're not using it any more. It would keep others from clicking on the link later on only to find it has never been used again.

I hate...that Grey's Anatomy has been moved to Thursday nights. I don't watch much TV and I sure as hell hate when the one show I regularly watch gets moved around. What was so wrong with having it on Sunday? The ratings were high as hell. Why couldn't they have moved Desperate Housewives instead? Apparently it's popular, though I don't know why.

I hate...orange Tic Tacs. Not because they taste gross, but because they're so damn addictive.

12/25/05

2005-12-25T16:47:00.000-06:00

I hate...Christmas, the day. I don't typically do a damn thing after opening presents except sit around and be really bored. Exactly like right now. I'm so fucking bored I'm actually updating this blog.

I hate...the fact that year after year I hate Christmas even more.

I hate...that I didn't get any Bath and Body Works stuff that I asked for for Christmas. I'm like completely addicted to it and if I don't have every scent with every shower gel, body lotion and hand soap I get nuttier than I am naturally. I need to restock because I've run out of a few things. Now I'll have to go there and I know I'll end up finding something new and spending twice the money I wanted to. Or I'll get sucked into another one of their sales.

I hate...the splitting fucking headache I have right now.

I hate...that I had my daughter 2 weeks after Christmas. Not that it was planned at all, but now I have to somehow come up with money for a birthday party and I spent every cent I had on Christmas gifts for her that I can't make my car payment until January 2nd and it's due on December 27th.

I hate...Christmas carols, those upbeat ones especially. I don't get the whole idea behind writing songs about holidays. Just listen to fucking everyday music.

I hate...that 2005 is nearly over and it sucked just as bad as 2004. But 2006 will start on a good note if I can find somewhere to go New Year's Eve. My kiddie has made plans to sleepover at a friend's house, so I'm FREE that night!! YAY!

11/24/05

2005-11-24T22:43:00.001-06:00

I hate...Thanksgiving. Everyone getting together, pretending they're one big happy family, playing out some asinine script of what they think a family should be and act like. Just an FYI, what you see on tv IS NOT REALITY!

I hate...the slob my daughter is. I hate it even more that she insists on not only having her room look like a bomb went off, she insists on doing the same in my bedroom and the living room too.

I hate...having to tell my daughter over and over to PICK YOUR SHIT UP!

I hate...Medicaid. I'm thankful to have some kind of medical coverage, but Medicaid keeps making changes that are adversely effecting the level of care I'm receiving which was already substandard. They've now decided not to cover one of the meds I've been on for several years and one of the few that's actually worked for me. So now I've had to have all my meds switched around and the new meds are fucking with my already fragile mental state.

I hate...going out shopping the day after Thanksgiving. I don't care how good of a deal these stores seem to be offering, there's no fucking way I'm waking up and standing in line outside some store waiting for it to open at 5 am just so I can save a few dollars. I did it once, many years ago, it was a nightmare. People get pushy and grabby and I swore I would never do it again out of fear I might actually kill someone.

I hate...that another year is quickly coming to a close and I feel like I've accomplished absolutely nothing except staying alive, and even that was a real struggle that I almost lost.

8/6/05

2005-08-06T22:05:00.000-05:00

I hate...that I haven't updated this damn blog since April! I swear, I'm not entirely lazy.

I hate...short men with Napoleon Complexes. It's not my fault you're a short little shit so don't take it out on me. Blame your parents for the poor genetics from the bottom of the gene pool.

I hate...the fake nails that are so popular these days. They're thick and square at the edges and just look nasty. What ever happened to the fiberglass nail tips that used to be available? Aside from having all 10 nails the same length and being perfectly manicured, they at least looked like they could possibly be real.

I hate...all the remakes of movies and the tv shows being made into movies. If they're gonna remake a movie, why don't they ever bother to remake a shitty movie and actually turn it into something worth watching? As for the tv shows being made into movies, at least pick a good tv show. I mean come on...the Dukes of Hazard? Bewitched? They sucked as tv shows, of course they're gonna suck even worse as movies. What's next, CHIPs Back on the Beat?? Emergency One...Life before the ER?

I hate...that I can't call a man Dick, as in short for Richard, without giggling. Sorry, but I grew up in a generation where the word dick has only one meaning and that is synonymous with penis.

I hate...that my child keeps stealing my cd's. Guess that's my fault for having raised her listening to the Cure, Social Distortion, the Ramones, Dead Kennedys, Marilyn Manson etc. instead of the Backstreet Boys. Oh well, I started listening to "alternative" music in the early 80's when it actually still held it's true meaning of being an alternative to the crappy Top 40 shit every other station was playing because it wasn't being overplayed on the radio to a mass audience. Certainly wasn't going to suddenly switch to the oldies and classic rock just because I was a mom.

4/10/05

2005-04-10T15:44:00.000-05:00

I hate...that the Cubbies fucked up and lost their home opener. It's very stressful to be a Cubs fan because for the most part, they suck ass! So why be a Cubs fan? Guess I just like to torture myself. This is probably not good Cubbie etiquette, but I'd just like to say...THIS IS NOT THEIR YEAR! I predict they will not make it to the World Series and if they do on some fluke, they will not win. And yes, I'm willing to eat my words for saying that if by some miracle they actually do win.

I hate...that I've been making really stupid mistakes the last few days. Stupidity seems to be my specialty. I've locked my keys in my trunk, backed into a car and couldn't figure out why my car was no longer moving, ran the washing machine but forgot to put the clothes in, turned on the coffee maker but forgot to plug it in, just to name a few. I should be wearing a badge that says 'Hi, my name is Stupid Fucking Moron'.

I hate...self checkout lanes at the grocery store. I wouldn't have a problem with them if they'd give me a discount for using them. But they jack up their prices to cover the salaries of the cashiers and baggers. If I still have to pay them for that, I'm sure as hell going to utilize what I'm paying for.

I hate...obese women that insist on wearing bikinis. But not because I don't think they shouldn't be allowed to just because of their size. If they're comfortable with their bodies, that's great...kudos to them. I hate to see them in bikinis because the bikini is totally unflattering to a woman of that size. The tops usually look fine, it's the bottoms that look nasty. They either rise too high at the waist and look like massive granny panties or they are cut too low and there's a big roll of flab hanging over the top of the waistband. Be proud of your body regardless of size, just wear clothing that is flattering.

I hate...men with hairy backs. Ok, I don't hate the men, I hate the hair itself. I know that genetics makes it grow there, but for the love of god...wax! You'd be surprised how far more appealing to women waxing would make you.

I hate...all the coverage on tv about the pope. Being an atheist, I guess I just don't understand what the big deal is. I'm not aware of any contributions he's made to society to garner that kind of massive attention. Another thing I don't understand is the people taking pictures while he was laid out for viewing. Do these people go to other funerals and take pictures? That's just creepy.

I hate...Officer Estenson of the Osseo, Wisconsin police department. Thanks for giving me a ticket for making an illegal u-turn. I understand I broke the law, but what I don't understand is why there needs to be an illegal u-turn sign in THE MIDDLE OF FUCKING NOWHERE! What's the population of that town? My guess is less than a hundred. Given how fast I was pulled over, I can only assume that the sole reason for that sign even being there is simply to trap unsuspecting out-of-towners who've made the mistake of stopping in your godforsaken town for gas or something to eat and bilk them out of their hard earned cash. It's so nice of you to punish people who have contributed to your town's economy by purchasing products from your local businesses. I also liked your comment about "having" to give me a ticket. You didn't "have" to, you chose to and I'm pretty convinced you only chose to because I was from out of state.

3/25/05

2005-03-25T22:12:00.000-06:00

I hate...Walmart. That says enough right there, but what brought this to mind was this article. Jeezus!! How many billions of dollars does Walmart rake in each year by screwing over other American businesses?? Forcing companies out of business by demanding unrealistically low costs on items so they can guarantee themselves a hefty profit when they mark it up to sell it in their stores. How much money do they make fucking over their employees on wages, benefits and overtime? Why the fuck can't they fork out the money needed for the road improvements themselves? My guess is the Congressman that snuck this crap in at the last minute will be getting one hell of a kickback from Walmart for doing so. The fucker should be shot and Walmart should be nuked off the planet.

I hate...paper cuts. How can something so minor hurt so fucking much? OUCH!

I hate...buying dairy products at the grocery store and forgetting to check the expiration date before I put 'em in the shopping cart. I bought a container of cottage cheese the other day. Went to eat it last night only to find it was already a week past the expiration date when I bought it. Don't they pay someone to check to make sure the stock is fresh??

I hate...the way women are treated when they take their car in to have work done, be it at an oil change place, the dealership or some auto repair shop. I know at one point it was a "males only" type career. Even today it's still a field populated by far more guys than gals. However...and listen up all you swinging dick grease monkeys...just because women don't relish the idea of getting all slimey and covered with oil from fixing cars, doesn't mean we're clueless about them. Not all of us are naive enough to believe the bullshit you try to feed us about needing this service or needing to buy that part. Quit trying to con us because more & more women are catching on and we spread the news about what businesses to avoid due to scam artists such as yourselves.

3/15/05

2005-03-15T23:02:00.000-06:00

I hate...that dried up glob of lotion that clogs up the end of the pump, causing the lotion to squirt out in weird, unsuspecting directions. Since I keep a bottle on my desk, I usually end up with lotion squirted all over papers that got pushed near the bottle.

I hate...that I've been taking a new medicine for a month and only just now read the bottle. I'm supposed to be taking this shit in the morning instead of at night. No wonder it doesn't feel like it's working! I'm probably sleeping thru it's effectiveness period. Fucking duh on my part!

I hate...the war of the fonts. Which, for all those that have never ventured into any kind of chatroom, is when two people that don't know each other "fight" by repeatedly typing insults at each other. Invariably more people join in on either side as others come to the rescue of their friend being insulted. It can be very amusing to watch at times, but mostly it's just pathetic. These wars typically start by one of the parties involved not having a sense of humor and taking something meant as a joke out of context. Other times though, I've seen people deliberately instigate a war for no apparent reason other than their lack of IQ. My guess is these same people that start the wars deliberately are the kind of people that would never confront someone like that face to face for fear of getting bitch slapped. Oh the delusion of power the internet offers to fools.

I hate...that downloading songs from Apple's I-Tunes store isn't compatible with Windows ME. I can't upgrade to XP cuz my computer would probably die from data overload; and I can't afford to buy a new one. Even if I could afford a new one I probably wouldn't buy it. This one works just fine and has everything I need in a computer. It's great that the technology keeps changing, but for something to pretty much be obsolete by the time it hits the store shelves is far too expensive for most people to keep up with.

I hate...that there are so many television stations airing poker games. I didn't think they'd ever hit a lower level of boredom than airing golf or bowling, but they sure proved me wrong. YYYYAAAAWWWNNNN!!!

I hate...being down wind of a Dunkin Donuts when they're "making the donuts". Talk about a nauseating smell. Krispy Kreme doesn't smell that bad, what's up with that?

I hate...when people can't throw out magazines after they're done reading them. They have stacks and stacks of them just taking up space. They give excuses like what if I need to refer back to an article I read. With the number of magazines some of them have lying around, they probably wouldn't be able to find the magazine an article was in if their life depended on it. Once you're done reading it, it's pretty much trash. THROW IT OUT!

3/10/05

2005-03-11T00:13:00.000-06:00

I hate...liars. I think we've become a nation of liars. Everyone lies about everything. Even if they don't have to, they lie anyway. Why? Because everyone else is doing it! I've had people lie to me about all kinds of strange things. Like what time they got up in the morning, what they ate for dinner or what color shirt they wore...as if it makes any difference what the answer is, so why lie about it?? I have no idea why everyone is so afraid to tell the truth these days. It's very disturbing since lying to me is the #1 reason that'll get me to hate someone for the rest of their life.

I hate...Hotwire.com. What is it with them not wanting to tell you what hotel you're staying at and where it's located until AFTER you pay for it when you can't cancel the reservation? What if I don't like the hotel? I'm just guessing, and I may be wrong, but I would think most people that are looking for a hotel care what hotel it is and where it's located. Do people really want to take a gamble on something like that? You could end up at some no tell motel that rents rooms by the hour. I took my business elsewhere.

I hate...when people talk too damn fast when leaving a message on my answering machine. Could you slow it down a bit so I don't have to rewind it 100 times just to write down your phone#?

I hate...that they only sell Reese's peanut butter eggs at easter time. I LOVE Reese's and the eggs just seem to have the perfect chocolate to peanut butter ratio for me. Guess I'd best start stocking up now while I can (insert piggy snort here).

I hate...stubbing a toe on something (today it was the stairs, I got a lil clumsy), damn that hurts like a mutherfucker. Why the fuck are toes so sensitive to pain anyway, of all body parts?

I hate...lima beans. I'm a big veggie person, I even loved veggies as a kid. But what idiot thought these things were edible? And why do they insist on including the nasty things in packages of mixed veggies? Yuck!

I hate...the sound of another person chewing. Be it with their mouth open or closed, if I can hear it, it makes me gag. Completely ruins my appetite. Must be why I prefer crowded, noisy restaurants despite my anxiety problem. No quiet romantic places for me, unless you're eating sushi or something moist like that.

1/27/05

2005-01-27T20:59:00.001-06:00

I hate...store & mall "rent-a-cops" (as we refer to them here) that have a chip on their shoulder and think they're just as important as real cops. Sorry to burst your bubble, but you're even more pathetic than Barney Fife ever was. Just cuz you're trying to act like a manly man, doesn't mean you're actually succeeding. Give it up. When women say they like a man in uniform, they aren't referring to dorkwads like you.

I hate...cheap beer. Who the fuck drinks that crap after high school? If you really are an adult, spend the extra few dollars and drink the good stuff, there is a HUGH difference. Drinking crap like Budweiser, Miller and Old Style is like putting ketchup on a hotdog after the age of 12...it's just not right.

I hate...mama's boys. It's ok to love your mom, really it is, at any age. But & this is a big BUT...there's a big difference between loving mom and being too overly dependent on her. When you reach the age of say...at least 16, mom should not still be doing your laundry, cleaning your room, buying your clothes, making decision for you regarding girlfriends or friends in general, etc. etc.

I hate...people that can't follow the rules of the road and fuck up traffic (and in some instances cause accidents) as a result. Case in point...this morning I was trying to make a left hand turn at a corner that has stop signs for the cross traffic only. Several cars were coming towards me from the opposite direction I was driving, with the first one wanting to turn right. The bitch driving that car stops at the corner, though she has no stop sign and is the one with the right of way...and tries to wave the guy to go that is stopped at the stop sign on the street she's trying to turn onto...as if she can't make a turn and stay in her lane if there is a guy stopped there. Everyone was honking at the bitch. I run into this crap on an almost daily basis. Like coming to an intersection controlled by a stop light with the intention of turning right, we have the green light & the fucker in front of me stops completely to let all the cars turning left go. HELLO?? Where the fuck are these assholes getting their licenses from? The worst though are the fuckheads that STOP on the ramp to the highway instead of speeding up and merging. I've almost hit several people that pulled that stupid ass stunt.

I hate...that I've posted more than one "I hate" about the way other people drive. So to hopefully prevent that from happening again, I'd just like to declare....I THINK 95% OF ALL YOU DRIVERS OUT THERE CAN'T DRIVE FOR SHIT!!! Go back and learn to do it right, it's not that complicated.

12/18/04

2004-12-18T20:50:00.000-06:00

I hate...driving out to Blockbuster to rent a game or movie and then coming back home only to find whatever you rented won't play because it looks like someone was playing floor hockey with the disk. Don't they check that shit? Shouldn't they check it so that the person that fucked it up gets charged for the damage?

I hate...the report card my daughter's school district got from the state. Someone from the district needs to explain to me why the district falls below the state average in every area (science, reading, math, social studies, & writing) at the junior high level, yet the average teacher & administrator salaries are well above the state average. If the fucking teachers are getting paid so damn well, why the fuck aren't they teaching the kids anything??

I hate...that it is so damn easy to get a driver's license. I think the road test should be a lot longer and harder than it is. Some of these fucks out on the road are a real fucking hazard and I can't see how they ever passed the test. Let me test 'em...I'd probably fail 3 of every 5.

I hate...headaches. My fucking head has felt like it's been in a vice everyday for the last damn month & nothing I do makes it go away.

I hate...packrats. What on earth possesses these people to hoard all that shit? If you haven't used it in 6 months, or can't foresee needing to use it in the upcoming 6 months (I am aware some things are only used seasonally)...fucking THROW IT OUT! Only exceptions to that rule would be for photographs, or if it is something of monetary value and/or if it truly holds sentimental value, i.e. a family heirloom...but keep a strict limit on the number of those things you hold on to. You don't need to hold onto that cleaning sponge that's probably older than your kids...that's just unsanitary. Disposable razors are just that...DISPOSABLE, you're supposed to throw them out, not hold onto them for months or even years. You don't need to hold onto every bank statement, credit card receipt, utility bill, etc. you've ever received. Feel free to break out the shredder and get rid off that mass of paper overtaking your closets and computer rooms. Don't hold onto those old clothes hoping that someday you'll fit back into that smaller size again...chances are you won't and even if you do, those clothes will be way out of style. Just reward yourself with buying new clothes if you ever achieve your goal.

12/16/04

2004-12-16T15:59:00.000-06:00

I hate...when I fucking run out of Jack when I'm looking to get thoroughly smashed outta my gourd. Nothing makes me more pissed off. Thank gawd that isn't the case right now, so I'll just keep chugging away.

I hate...going out on a limb and revealing your feelings and they aren't taken seriously by the person you're spilling them out to. It's rare that I'm willing to put myself out there like that, so just fucking believe what I'm telling you.

I hate...the stares I get while I'm driving in my car, singing at the top of my lungs. Just cuz none of you have the balls to do what the hell you want, don't look at me like I'm a freak. I like to sing along with my favorite songs, I'm not weird because of it. Try it for a change, it's very liberating. Beats sitting there picking your noses.

I hate...wrapping presents. What a waste of paper, tape, ribbons & bows that is. I spend 20 mins making the gifts look all perfect n shit & it only takes someone 2 seconds to rip it to shreds.

I hate...that other people have expectations of us that we can never live up to. I'm not perfect. No one's perfect. We're all different and I believe everyone is doing the best with what they have to work with. Just accept us for who we are, limitations and all.

I hate...dust. How the hell does this stuff appear so fast? I dust almost daily & still it's always there.

I hate...people telling me I shouldn't drink. I have never once told anyone else they shouldn't drink, so lay off me. It's not as if I'm an alcoholic ya fucks.

12/7/04

2004-12-07T20:23:00.000-06:00

I hate...feeling nauseous and not being able to throw up. If I could just throw up, I know I'd feel better, but I can't ever get that gag reflex to work when I need it to.

I hate...not having any coffee filters when I'm in desperate need of a good caffeine jolt. I'm sure Martha Stewart has some domesticated trick for what to use when you're out of filters...maybe use the lining of a baby diaper or something fucked up like that...but I have no intention of trying it.

I hate...when you keep getting a whiff of some funky smell in a room but you can't figure out where it's coming from. Sat there for 20 mins trying to figure out why the laundry room stank the other day. Turns out it was the new dryer sheets I bought. They didn't seem to smell that bad in the store.

I hate...football. I have never understood why people enjoy playing and/or watching that damn sport. Doesn't require a whole lot of skill on the part of most of the players, nor does it require much intelligence. Think it has some homo-erotic overtones to it as well, despite it being considered such a masculine sport. Bunch of burly, sweaty men tackling each other to the ground for thrills? Come on...

I hate...all these people bitching because there is a shortage of flu vaccines this year and they can't get their shot. Most people that get the shot really don't need it. They just need to try washing their hands more often. That'll greatly reduce the chances you'll get it and if you do get it, it'll reduce the chances of you continuing to spread it on to others. But alas, we've become a nation of drug dependents. Gotta have a pill or a shot for everything. Common sense no longer matters.

12/5/04

2004-12-05T17:30:00.000-06:00

I hate...my exhusband. He's a worthless stupid fuckhead and I can't believe I was blind to that for 13 years. There were glimpses every now and then as to what a true fuckhead he really was, but I was in love, I didn't want to accept that as reality. Guess that makes me just as much of a stupid fuckhead as he is doesn't it?? Least I'm a cuter fuckhead.

I hate...when people don't return your phone call. If it wasn't something important, I wouldn't have bothered leaving a fucking message. Did you take lessons on being that rude or does it just come naturally??

I hate...that corporations downsize their packaging instead of raising their prices. Are you trying to fool consumers with that stunt? Cuz you're not fooling me. I also hate when they change a perfectly good recipe. I just bought a package of Chips Ahoy for the first time in years...these are not the same cookies I used to eat as a kid. They're smaller & they look weird. Thank gawd for Oreos, they haven't changed.

I hate...that I didn't get the memo everyone else seems to have gotten that says the yellow on a stoplight no longer means you should slow down. The new meaning is hurry the fuck up and get thru the intersection. Of course there also seems to be a new memo that says red does not mean stop anymore. Didn't get that one either. The new meaning of red is that the light was probably yellow a few seconds ago, but you need to blow thru it because your time is more valuable than everyone else's, so you can hold them up, even if you no longer have the right of way. And people wonder why air travel is safer than driving.

I hate...the taste of warm soda...YUCK! Let me go grab a fresh one....

I hate...that I don't have enough room for all my shoes. Move over Imelda, Sid's coming thru.

I hate...that I don't know what to do with all my old albums. Ah, the days of vinyl were great...but they just don't store well. Wonder if any of them are worth anything. Probably not, they're mostly alternative bands that were the predecessors of bands like Linkin Park and Marilyn Manson; and I'm sure most people have never heard of them. Those were the days when you had to hear of bands by word of mouth because no station would play them. I was considered a freak back then, now this stuff is all mainstream...go figure.

I hate...nail biting. That has got to be towards the top of my really fucking disgusting habits list, probably has a place in the top 5. I just don't get it...do they taste good or something?

I hate...stuffed animals. And I mean animals...as in multiple. One or two is ok, but why the fuck would you want more than that? They don't do anything except take up excessive amounts of room and collect dust, lots of dust. What's the point...no matter how "cute" they are.

12/4/04

2004-12-04T20:53:00.001-06:00

I hate...people at the store that stand in your way, block the aisle and don't move when you say excuse me. You aren't the only person on earth, nor does the world revolve around you, move the fuck over.

I hate...going to the video store and there is nothing worth renting. Either you've seen it, wouldn't pay to see it or everything you want is checked out.

I hate...all these credit card machines they have nowadays where they let the customer basically check yourself out. The clerks don't bother to even ask to see the signature on the card to see if it matches. Nice to see stores are helping to keep credit card fraud alive & kicking.

I hate...when someone steals your shopping cart. Wonder if they keep all the stuff you already picked out or if they just dump it in an aisle somewhere. Fucking lazy fucks, walk to the front and grab your own.

I hate...that no store carries the one dvd I want most. I hate ordering crap from online...1) because I want it NOW (said in best Veruca Salt voice) and 2) because I don't want to have to pay extra for shipping.

I hate...people that wait until everything is rung up before they even bother to pull out their checkbook to write a check. Hello? Could you at least have filled in the date, payee, signed it and pulled out your I.D.? I know consideration for others is seriously lacking in the world today, but everyone hates to stand in line waiting on some dumbfuck...so do your part to keep the line moving as quickly as possible dumbfuck.

I hate...the fact that so many things are catered towards the Spanish language these days, such as at the ATM when it asks "do you want to proceed in English or Spanish?" Well maybe if I was in Mexico I'd like to proceed in Spanish, but this is fucking America. Do we cater to Polish speaking people like that? How about the Japanese? Italians? Russians? Chinese? Any other foreigners? Hell fucking no! When they come here whether it's to visit or to live, and they don't know English or know someone that knows English, they're fucked! Why can't Spanish people be fucked too? If I were to visit or move to another country where English was not the primary language, I'd make sure as hell I learned the language of the country I was in instead of me expecting them to cater to my ignorance.

(as you may have guessed...I was out shopping today)

12/3/04

2004-12-03T20:13:00.000-06:00

The idea behind this blog came from a post I did on a different blog of mine one night while I was getting drunk. Started ranting about all these things I hate, so I figured I'd dedicate a new blog solely to getting all this crap off my chest. So here goes....

I hate...people that talk incessantly but have nothing to say. I know you apparently have a love for your own voice, but I don't, so shut the fuck up.

I hate...receiving all these damn catalogs in the mail over the holidays. Hate it even more that I have to call them and tell them to stop sending me catalogs I never asked to receive in the first place or they just keep coming.

I hate...when it's so cold outside your nose hairs freeze up in an instant once you walk outside.

I hate...that there was a run on SpongeBob watches at Burger King. Dammit, I didn't get them all! Yes, I'm a dork...ask me if I care.

I hate...having a craving for something but not knowing what. Keep looking in the fridge over and over, as if by some miracle one of the times you close the door, whatever it is you're searching for will magically appeared.

I hate...people that feel the need to drive slow and/or camp out in the left hand lane of the highway. Get the fuck outta my way! Read your "rules of the road" book...the left hand lane is for passing. There are even highway signs saying "slower traffic keep right". Or are these stupid fucks in the left lane because they don't know which is the right? If that's the case, get the fuck off the road all together!

I hate...faith-based organizations that offer their "church-lite" style of religion, but really are just a step away from being the next Jonestown cult because their members are being so brainwashed. Case in point...Willowcreek Church in Illinois. I'll readily admit I have a bias towards religion being that I'm an atheist, but I don't typically hold it against someone for believing in the god of their choice. However, I have met quite a few people that attend Willowcreek and they are...how do I describe them...obsessive and not in a good way. They're not even obsessive about their religion and connection to God, it's all about the church itself. They try to convince everyone to join their little cult, sometimes badgering people to the point of harrassment. It's beyond scary.