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Things I Hate

I’ve been having a crappy month and I’m particularly negative today so I have another edition of “Things I Hate” for you today. Lucky you.

First off, I hate that crusty milk shit around the rim of the plastic milk jugs. When you go to drink out of the jug (because I mean, come on, who doesn’t?) you get that crap all over your lips.

I hate those rude bitches who don’t even look at you when you’re being introduced just because the guy who is introducing you is her obsession and you’re hotter than she is (yes, I’m conceited). I also hate it when they interrupt everything you say and try and make their story better when they clearly suck at telling stories.

I HATE those stupid applications on Facebook that make you invite 20 friends just so you can join.

I hate when you can’t listen to a good song anymore because it gives you bad memories or reminds you of someone you don’t want to be reminded of.

I hate when people pass you on the highway, but then they slow down and you have to pass them right away. Then they speed up and pass you again, then slow down and you have to pass them again. Use your cruise control asshole. And if you don’t have it, at least keep your eye on your speed and the other drivers around you.

I hate inconsiderate bastards and liars. Period.

I hate when my kids get sick and I can’t do anything to make them feel better.

I hate stupid ignorant douchebags like Fred Phelps. I won’t link to his horrible site but you can Google him if you like.

I hate when I buy something nice and my kids turn around and break it the same day.

I hate spam and the dickwads that are responsible for it.

I hate it when I’m having a bad enough day that I feel the need to write down things I hate and post it on my blog. I hate bad days.

I hate it when I put my contacts in my eyes but haven’t rinsed them good enough with saline solution and my eyeballs burn out of my head.

I hate it when my daughter goes into her closet and pulls out every single article of clothing which is all nicely folded, hung up, and organized. She does this regularly. I also hate it when she pukes all over the floor for no reason, then my son eats bits of it before I get it cleaned up.

Even though I’m pretty crusty today, there are some things that have made me smile in the past few hours. My son was trying to sing the alphabet and he’s not quite two years old yet. He’s also sick so he’s being extra cuddly today. I hate it when he’s sick but I love it when he’s a momma’s boy. I just can’t get over how cute he is. I don’t know what I would do without my kids.

I love how my daughter always knows when I need cheering up. She always tries to do things that make me smile and she always succeeds. Sometimes she helps me clean, sometimes she scratches my back, sometimes she brushes my hair or sings me a song. She’s such a sweety. Wonder where she got that from…

I love the flowers my friend sent me to cheer me up. When I came in the house this morning it smelled like fresh flowers even though I got them last week. I love that I have friends that care about me enough to do things like that.

I hate those stupid emails you get where they tell you to look closely at a picture or video, then some scary looking jackass jumps up and screams and scares the ever-loving shit out of you.

Well I fell for one of those stupid things today. I even fast forwarded the video first to make sure it wasn’t one of those idiotic pranks and I never saw anything so I watched it again in regular time. Of course some freak screamed at me towards the end of the video and I screamed and swore so loud I think the roofers up on my roof heard me. I also scraped my hand on my desk when I jumped and pretty much tore all the skin off my wrist. Now it’s bleeding. I’m not happy. The person who sent that email to me is no longer my friend.

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I hate that my three year old daughter sometimes doesn’t tell me when she has a poop on the potty. She doesn’t flush the toilet when she does this. So not only do I NOT get to wipe her butt or wash her hands, but when people come over and use the bathroom, they’ll find a great big log in the toilet and they’ll think it was me! Sometimes she does attempt to wipe her own bum, but every time she uses the ENTIRE roll of toilet paper and throws it all in the toilet, leaving me to pull it out with my hands so the toilet doesn’t plug up. Oh the joy of having kids

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I hate when people knock on my door when I’m naked. For some reason, they always seem to come a knockin’ right after I get out of the shower. The last time I was walking from the bathroom to my bedroom and some old guy was standing right by my window so I’m pretty sure he saw my bare ass. The time before that a cable guy was knocking on my front AND back door while I’m running around the house trying to hide from him. I’m pretty sure he also saw my bare ass as I was running from one bedroom to the other. I guess I should figure out the moral of the story here and start getting dressed in the bathroom right after I shower.

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I also hate that every time I go to the McDonalds drive through they screw up my order. Last time they ripped me off some fries. The time before that they didn’t give me the cheeseburger in either of the happy meals I ordered. The time before that they didn’t give me any drinks and I ordered three of them! I guess that AGAIN I should figure out the moral of the story here, and that would be to NEVER eat at McDonalds again. Either that or actually check my order before I pull out of the drive through.

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I also hate liver.

I really hate it when someone waves or nods at you, so you wave or nod back, then you realize that they’re looking at the person behind you.

I also hate it that my toilet doesn’t flush properly and little bits of toilet paper keep coming back up.

I REALLY REALLY hate it when there are two doors going into most business, but one is always locked and it makes you look stupid when you try and open the locked one. (Although I do find it funny when someone else does it.)