Some Things I Love:
1. Three- or four-day-old popcorn. Oh yes. That stuff is THE SHIT. My sister feels the same way. Do you think it's genetic? Hrrmmm... Something about that stale yumminess. Sometimes, I even make popcorn with the express intention of putting it in a bag for a week so I can enjoy it later.
2. Friday Hottie Ewan McGregor. When his hair's not doing that weird nerdy combover thing. Let me demonstrate:
No Ewan. Bad. Bad, bad, bad. Shame.
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3. Hebrew National hot dogs. I know, I know! The saturated fat! (It's staring right at me on that label!) But every once in a while I. Can't. Help. My. Self.
4. Mind of Mencia has started a new season. The Husband and I bust a gut every. single. time we watch. I love him. I mean, sure some of his subject matter is a bit controversial. But he's being HONEST about racial and social issues. And the boy is SMART as hell. Need to understand why we laugh so hard? Here's your chance -
prepare your eyes.
5. Korres Skin Milk. In Bitter Almond and Vanilla Cinnamon. Consider that my product plug for you for the week. Mmmm...
Some Things I Hate:
1. The rest of the cake that is downstairs. YOU EVIL BITCH CAKE. With your fluffy whipped cream cheese icing and your carrot-y, spicy goodness. You taunt me and my PMS-ridden soul. Damn you.
2. Excessive Huggers. Get. Away. From. Me.
3. Crazy-Off-Her-Ass Jade on ANTM. Holy crap. Somebody call the Psycho Police, because there is a serious offender here. Holy crap. If you don't watch, then excuse me while I indulge in my disgust.

4. Waking up to The Husband saying "Hey...Ricky. What are you chewing? WHAT is in your mouth?!? ...Uhh, honey? Ricky was chewing one of his teeth." That's right. It fell out. And then the Nasty Puppy started playing with it. BLECCCHHH!
5. That Antonio Banderas won't go away.
Some Things I Just Don't Get:
1. Why does it make me feel better to SCREAM LIKE A BANSHEE while I step on a spider? I can't just PUT THE PAPER TOWEL ON IT, I have to SQUEAL while I do it. I like to think it gives me courage.
2. Oh Sweet Baby Jesus, someone PLEASE put me out of my misery already and just TELL ME what's going on with LOST. At the end of this week's episode I had a freakout. "WHAT?!? What the hell is going on?!? OH MY GOD. OH MY GOD. What does this MEAN?!?" I have since then formed my theory, but it's too long to go into now. If you want to know what it is, you'll have to ask. But you were freaking out too, right?
3. Listen, I am just as sick of her as all of you are. But what the hell HASN'T happened to poor ill-clothed often-incoherent Paula Abdul? Now this? Does this girl have bad karma or what? I guess someone should Straight Up Now Tell Her that we are OVER her. And then she just needs to go home and cuddle up in some pajamas and stay there for a little while.
4. Why? WHY?!? I think I'm going to be sick.
5. Oh my gosh. I COULD NOT get that old "'Tato Skins" jingle to stop running through my head ALL DAY yesterday! Well, now I pass the torch to you. You won't be able to withstand its power. Just try. You'll be emailing me begging for it to stop.