Some Things Friday #19

Aha! The holidays are over and dammit, I will not let the Some Things Friday lists go to pot no matter how busy I feel. SO...Serenity Now! Brace yourselves.

Some Things I Love:
1. Going back to our old Chinese restaurant that delivers AND tastes better since we've been cheating on it with Great Taste chinese,which is way closer to our house but you have to PICK IT UP. Good God in heaven, we're dumbasses. We were deluded by the haze of close proximity, Dragon House, we're sorry. We love you. Mwah. Now toss me another eggroll, hot stuff.
2. Sugar-Free Black Cherry Jell-O. ...oooh baby, it's like a french kiss in a snack cup.
3. Some of my newest additions to the music collection: Rachel Yagamata, San Ilya, Gomez, Gavin DeGraw, and Ryan Cabrera. Yes, Ryan Cabrera. Shut up.
4. Jude Law. I loves me some Jude Law. Mmmm...

Some Things I Hate:
1. Being wrong about the Gazelle Max. Stupid, STUPID! I feel obligated to tell you how that all turned out since I raved about it so much HERE. And since so many people end up here by searching for info on it. Basically, I was in love with it. Until I tried to move up the resistance. To ONE out of THREE levels. And it would barely move. We're talking walking in glue here. Not fun. If I can't at least MOVE, then I'm not really working out, am I? Maybe we got a defective one, but we decided to take ours back and use the money on fun Christmas gifts. Like food. And movies. And music. And more reasons for us to stay at home and not get off the couch and get fat. Yay!
2. Fargo. I saw that for the first time several months ago. ...I always thought that thing was supposed to be some sort of comedy. All I know is I was NOT laughing, and it took me a week to forget about it. Ick. Eww. Please don't talk about it. I'm sensitive.
3. Going weeks without sunshine. Hello? Soul? Are you completely withered or are you just depressed from lack of light? Winter sucks it right out of me.
4. That to this day I am haunted by the fact that I never saw the last episode of "Party of Five". I will never let my husband live that down. He forgot to set the VCR. Oh yeah, remember those? Those asshat machines that could not easily contain a scroll-able list of your favorite shows and movies so that you could compile all your tv watching into one lazy lump of day-long Gilmore Girls and Lost marathons?

Some Things I am Confused About:

Should I consider my cat puking INSIDE one of my favorite and cutest shoes as a personal affront? I'm just wondering.

I'm still trying to figure out the best way to spend the last hour of work that manages to stretch itself out to EONS when I've run out of things to do (most notably? on Fridays). I've tested out meaningless wandering between my office, the bathroom, & the kitchen, responding to emails from you guys, intentionally procrastinating tasks so that I have to rush and make the time go faster at the end, and staring out my window at Mr. Squirrel and watching people go in and out of the Pizza Hut across the street.

Jennifer Garner's judgement. (Helloooo? Earth to Jen - Mr. Poof-a-lot? I mean, I know he used to be the cutest, but now? He's tainted. And now you're tainted. And that makes me sad.)

Why I am Spatially Retarded. By Spatially Retarded, I mean: Virtually unable to process the approach of oncoming objects (walls, tables, counters, drawers, glass shelves, DOWNWARD CEMENT STAIRS, etc.) while walking toward them and thus hitting them/falling down with maximum velocity, creating mass damage to tissue and visually repulsive markings on one's body. Yeah. That's me.