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Stuff I currently hate.
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You know what you need to do with that check Montambo.
Oh, I'm giving it to my parents.
Wait, did you have a better idea?
But if you weren't going to do the right thing, what would you do with it?
Yeah I was leaning toward a bag of coke or something but I guess paying your parents back promptly is better... damn you and your responsible ways!
I would buy some stuff for my new apartment. I'd buy books. I'd buy a ticket to San Francisco for December when some friends are going.
I'm definitely buying Morrissey tickets tomorrow, though! HECK YES!
Also, there are these cats that live all over my apartment's courtyards and one of them sneaks into my house when I leave the door ajar and when I pick him up to get him out, there are scabs on his belly. GUH-ROSS. Then there's another one that has one cataract-y eye that all clouded and looks like he's staring into my soul and knows if I'm going to heaven or hell.
sounds like you need to buy a pellet gun.
I don't even kill slugs or spiders, Nick.
it wouldn't kill them... just give them a sting to get them on their way is all.
I'm a pacifist. I just want to feel inflicted upon by them without retaliation. Do you hate that? :)
there is that eye twitch again.
I hate the headaches I've been getting lately. Maybe I should shoot myself with a pellet gun.
Guahahahah! Gretchen if you put your last comment on the other thread with this one… it makes this suicide comment look like a desperate cry for attention! 
Check your text to see what else you'll hate..... Sucka! Sorry we couldn't wait until Livewire our mojo was too FREKIN STRONG!!!!!
Ooh, Nick. I've got proof that the poet is hetero. He's feeling up my besty while I'm at work!!!
Another thing I hate: I'm so dumb with money. I know this is a common theme.
The other day someone asked me what I made and I wasn't sure. I made a guess, but I just saw my contract and I make $15,000 more a year than my guess was!!!!! WTF?! I'm never going to be a grownup.
The other day someone asked me what I made and I wasn't sure. I made a guess, but I just saw my contract and I make $15,000 more a year than my guess was!!!!! WTF?! I'm never going to be a grownup.
You're a dork (I was only off by 4,000 when I got asked - also, why do people ask us that? how rude! except that i don't actually care).
I just did some mental math based on my paychecks and added "some taxes."
you two are strange... but it is rude to ask someone what they make.
well I would answer I make war, trebuchets, scorpions, bookshelves, a mean pizza...My wife would assert that I make messes.
I currently hate that my wife is so bloody effing positive. She asks me why I'm pissed off, and (eventually) I tell her about the shitstorms that batter me on almost every side. I tell her about the people I want to monkey stomp, and the people whose genitals I want to rip off in order to stuff them down their throats until they suffocate. I want her to comiserate, and help me plan said genital removals, but she wants to focus on the positive and remind me about all the good things that have happened to us. But screw positive - that's not what I'm after right now. Why can't she be more like me? Honestly, I'm grateful that she's so positive. If she were as negative as I am, our kids would be totally screwed. My son would walk around his kindergarten smacking anybody who looked at him sideways (and he's really big, and doesn't know his strength). So I appreciate the positive attitude, but that doesn't mean I can't complain about it sometimes.
People are allowed to hunt bears? Fuck that!
As long as you're both in orange Bunny, you might as well shoot something. And if it happens to be that neighbor you hate - accidents happen.
Today, my dog (chihuahua-dachshund mix) got out of my grip and went after a rottweiler today. It kind of freaked me out, but thankfully the rottweiler's owner had him under control and I was able to get my dog back.
I look outside and there's an effin blizzard going on. WTF! Yesterday it was warm and shiny and today this? That's not right. Some trees haven't turned yet. Most have all of the leaves on. And it's not a little snow either. No. I can hardly see through it. There's so much coming down that it stopped melting right as it hits the ground and forms a quite substantial layer. I'm not ready for this yet. Give me my autumn back!
Rusty wrote: "As long as you're both in orange Bunny, you might as well shoot something. And if it happens to be that neighbor you hate - accidents happen."So glad to have you back Rusty. I've missed that. And you've signed some deal with the devil, while you were out, right? I can see those devil horns sticking out from between your hair from over here.
Ppppppppffttt, the devil signed a deal with me.
A blizzard!? Already? OH NO! NO that's just not right!
Yeah, and since the leaves are still on - way too much snow piles up on top of the trees and then the branches fall off and people get squashed.
I want my October back; this is messed up.
I'm sorry Kasia! We're having a cold October too but nothing like that! UNFAIR!
I hate inspirational plaques. They have always sucked, but then my parents got me one for my birthday that is a heart and it says, "Do what you love; love what you do" and plays, inexplicably, "Row, row, row your boat" when you push a button. So I've been sneering at it since August, but then I took it to school and hung it on my bulletin board (because I LOVE my parents) and then it fell off the bulletin board and landed on my lunch and my okmok with cream cheese landed cream cheese down and my edamame went flying everywhere. And it didn't even break!!!!!!!
I hate how my friend Shelley's boyfriend just broke up with her and told her that he had to work things out and might be back and she is TOTALLY holding onto the "he'll be back" part like it's probable. :(
I hate my teaching team. If they were Maurice Sendak's writing teachers, here's how Where the Wild Things Are would go:
"First, Max wore his wolf suit. Then, he threatened his mother. Next, she sent him to bed. After that, he sailed to a land where the wild things are and had a wild rumpus until he missed home. Penultimately, he gave up his crown and finally, he returned home where his supper was still warm."