Lovely & Hateful Things, Parts Dos

Things I Hate, continued…

1. (really #47, but I’m too lazy to figure out how to start back a cleanly numbered list at 47 and not 1) hearing people chew (it’s just gross)
2. know-it-alls (This is so hard for me, because I am one, and I know this, but I don’t like it when other people are know-it-alls, which is a problem, especially when you read the next item of things I hate, which I beg you to take tongue-in-cheek because I just can’t not write it because it’s a real thing.)
3. hypocrites (Yes, I’m hanging my head in shame, here. Don’t judge me.)
4. the ambient sound of the interstate under the buzz of cicadas in my back yard at night (I want to feel like I’m in the middle of nowhere instead of in other people’s laps all the time, and like the lady next door is absolutely not going to mow a GIANT CROOKED LINE down my yard this morning because she’s under the impression that our shared property line is a magical easement where visual aesthetics don’t exist. She is the reincarnation of Mr. Magoo.)
5. the fact that I have lived in suburbia long enough that I just referred to any part of my yard as having an aesthetic appeal (help)

Things I Love, continued…

1.  (really #56) Christmas songs (preferably starting around July or August – nowish – and running through January)
2. old comedies (preferably from the 40s, 50s, and 60s – and if it’s a musical that’s even better!)
3. cartoons (Fine. I confess. … I kind of secretly love Teen Titans Go.)
4. walking our dog in the park on a nice day (I want to put that I love walking him on a nice day in winter because there are no bugs in winter, but since it’s currently the middle of summer and the bugs are everywhere I’m probably biased. I know I complain about walking him in winter, too.)
5. when friends send books in the mail that make them think of me (I should worry that this is what made them think of me, but it’s just the best, funniest gift.)
6. my morning bowl of coffee
7. Gilmore Girls (Is it any wonder, considering I drink coffee by the bowl?)

And I’m sure these will continue now that I’m into list mode, which is a dangerous and addictive thing for me. But now I must adult (read: work).