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Some Things I Love:
Pumpkins! Oh, pumpkins! Pumpkin pie? Sure! Roasted Pumpkin Seeds? Hell yeah! Pumpkin Patches? Stop. Stop it now. I can't handle it.
*Bending almost in half with my butt probably hanging out over a 4 ½-foot tall cardboard box in the grocery store digging through huge pumpkins just so that I could get two of similar shape and bulk from the bottom to put in front of my door, while The Husband wished himself far away from the produce section before someone saw his wife take a dive into the box 'o pumpkins?* You'd better fucking believe it.
- That I don't have to use calculus in my everyday life. Complex math gives me the same feeling as I imagine being zipped inside a duffel bag with a squirrel and placed inside a dark closet would.
- That kids are a true source of original humor, like when my niece asked me if I was growing bananas in my garden.
- Thao Nguyen: Like the Linen, folks. I'm telling you. Believe me. (Click the link to go to her home page, the album to go to her MySpace page.)
- Watching LOST's Scrumptious Bad Boy: Josh Holloway
(p.s. - the short hair? HOTTT!)
Some Things I Hate:
- That my husband hates pumpkin pie. It's true. You can console me if you wish.
- The monstrous spiders lurking right outside our back door, just waiting to jump on me, that obviousy were part of some secret government experiment gone wrong when they fell into the vat of Ginormous Growth and Fuzz Hormone and then climbed out, got in their Hummers, and drove to my house.
- Charlie Sheen. ...Yeah, I'm pretty sure I hate Charlie Sheen.
- Changing the batteries on anything. I've been known to let a clock go for months at a time just because I didn't feel like changing the batteries. Every time I look at something that has to have its batteries changed I get irritated and resentful because it feels like such a waste of time to leave the room for batteries. I like to wait until fate puts the batteries in my vicinity, such is my laziness in this area.
- Burning my tongue because I'm too impatient to blow on my food. I want to taste NOW! *ouch*
Some Things I Just Don't Get
- Why I LITERALLY WOKE UP with the song from the fictional musical from Seinfeld in my head and it WOULD NOT GO AWAY. ♪ "Ooone girl's erotic journey from Milan to Minsk - ...Rochelle! Rochelle!" ♪ It was resonating in my brain for at least an hour and a half.
- That when it finally DID go away it was because "Unbreak My Heart" by sexy songstress Toni Braxton took its place. Please trust me. I would not have done this willingly.
- Why the media is out to KILL Those Who Would Be Vaughniston.
- Is there still a market for 70's easy listening radio?
- Why I call Ricky 'booger'. I really hate that word...it is digusting and EW. And yet, I can not help myself. It just comes out. That is what he is most often reduced to. My Little Booger. Well, actually it comes out more like My Little Buggah. *shudder*
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