Things You Hate

[dolly]

luke said:

My wife got me a box of chocolates and a new pillow for Valentine's Day. The pillow is awesome, I really needed one, mine was pretty dead. Oh, and she made me a new necklace, it's rockin'.

Are there really girlfriends/wives out there who don't get their boyfriends/husbands shit for Valentine's Day? And they're getting stuff? Seriously, if that's the case, what a bunch of cunty whorefaces. It's not your fucking birthday, bitch, it's OUR holiday...

It's little touches like that that can make Valentines cute and special. Those who base their enjoyment of the day on material gain are probably pretty loathsome people anyway, and aren't worth any kind of consideration.

I bought Jllm some chocs and a CD and I stuck a diary entry I had written the day after we met in his card.

Last year I bought him the Die-Hard trilogy and he bought me an X-Box game. No gay sad-looking bears with hearts here - we rock.

[dolly]

luke said:

Cadbury cream eggs are smaller than they used to be?

I used to love those things, but they're way too sweet for me these days.

Oh yes they are!!!! You don't fool Dolly in the chocolate stakes. They're definitely smaller, damnit. But it's ok, 'cause you can buy them in boxes of 12 or more these days. They are my guilty pleasure.

[rockkid]

I hate sitting here knowing it’s not even worth trying to start the car.
I hate weather forecasts that are wrong wrong wrong!
Can you guess I’m not pleased with -39 & a -44 wind chill right now.
I hate having not plugged the car in because it wasn’t supposed to be this COLD!
Global warming my ass.

[Thorngrub]

I hate labels.
I hate mob mentality.
I hate groupthink.
I hate fundamentalists.
I hate shopping lists.
I hate getting pissed.
I hate shopping malls.
I hate making lists.
I hate men without balls.
I hate preconception.
I hate misdirection.
I hate homogenization.
I hate procrastination.
I hate sweeping shit under the rug.
I hate it when people shrug.
I hate nazi punks.
I hate stupid drunks.
I hate crystal meth.
I hate fearing death.
I hate stepping in dog shit.
I hate it when people spit.
I hate it when people don't care.
I hate it when assholes stare.
I hate fucking politics.
Oh yeah, and of course,
I hate freedom *DUH*

[tuneschick]

dollybeadz said:

luke said:

Cadbury cream eggs are smaller than they used to be?

I used to love those things, but they're way too sweet for me these days.

Oh yes they are!!!! You don't fool Dolly in the chocolate stakes. They're definitely smaller, damnit. But it's ok, 'cause you can buy them in boxes of 12 or more these days. They are my guilty pleasure.

Mmmm, mine too. One of the greatest disappointments in life is when you get one and the creamy stuff inside is hard. Total letdown.

[kmc]

Thorn, you hate America.

[Thorngrub]

kmc said:

Thorn, you hate America.

Don't it show though

[rockysigman]

luke said:

Hey, no skin off my ass if you use it -- it's not my line. It's from Demetri Martin, a comedian I saw perform at a theater here in Chicago last weekend. He's probably best known for his "Trendspotting" segments on The Daily Show.

That's funny, Rocky, I just raved about that dude's report on The Daily Show last night over on the TV board. That guy rules.

Ah, then ignore what I just said over on that other board because I didn't see that you'd posted this here...I'm getting repetitive in my old age...

[rockysigman]

"Cunty whorefaces" is brilliant by the way...might need to steal that one from you Luke.

[Mary]

i hate the word timing. i hate it. hate it hate it hate it hate it. i want to smash clocks everywhere, like the parisian revolutionaries. i want to freeze time at 7:30 a.m. this morning when he was still sleeping.

i hate being "practical" and "realistic" and i hate suffering in the short term because "it will be easier in the long run".

i hate sentences that begin with "if". "if we had met a year ago..." "if you didn't get a job this year..." "if you were just beginning graduate school..." "if i wasn't taking care of a sick friend..."

i hate when people use alcohol as an excuse. "it wouldn't have happened if we were sober..." "i guess we shouldn't drink around each other anymore" "i should have known better than to invite you out for drinks" "can we write it off as drunken lust?"

i hate all the following words and phrases: ex-girlfriend, long-distance, homeless brother, sick friend, no future, new job, confused, but, sorry

i hate the awkwardness of the next morning - not right away, but after he's showered and dressed, when he comes back in the room, and the spell instantly breaks, and i feel like i need to cover myself up, and he feels like he needs to avert his eyes, and the silence hangs so heavily in the room it's almost tangible

i hate the look in his eyes that says "this was a mistake" before he sends the inevitable "this was a mistake" email or text message or voicemail

i hate the feeling in my stomach any time he inadvertently brushes up again me - the instant butterflies, the chills, the momentary panic

i hate introducing myself to his friends - "oh i know who you are" "oh you're the girl from that club" "ohhhhhh somehow i imagined you differently" "oh he's definitely mentioned you" "oh i've been dying to meet you" "oh it's YOU"

i hate pretty lies about the future: "we'll go on a road trip" "i'll introduce you to my friends in LA" "i'll visit you in tennessee" "there won't be a last goodbye" "i won't forget you"

i hate chaste lunch dates and cups of coffee and conversations about work, with a million unspoken subtexts - i don't want to go back to that bullshit

*****

ahhh FUCK

[kmc]

I am trying to set that to meter right now.

[strat-0]

Wow, Mary. More like poetry than prose. Strong.

I hate losing interest in things. It's sad to seem to lose an old friend.

[Mary]

weird... i don't know where that came from. i mean, i do, but i don't know why it came out like that. at first i tried to post a simple narrative to bared souls, but it just got long and wordy (surprise, i know, coming from me!) and i couldn't get to the point. then i tried to post here a simple "top 10 things i hate" list that was going to just be like... 1. bad timing 2. drunken excuses 3. awkward mornings 4. lies etc etc - but somehow it just got expanded. so um kenny once you've set it to meter when you publish it and make me a world-class poet i want a cut of the profits

i'll be bernie taupin and you'll be elton john.

ummm.... that was terrible. i promise never to make that joke again. i can't believe i just compared myself to bernie taupin. fuck, i can't even believe i know who bernie taupin is. why are some of my brain cells wasting themselves by storing information about bernie fucking taupin...

but i digress. i'm kind of high. and vaguely drunk. i hope universities don't drug test their future faculty?? i would so fail.

*sigh* i'm in such a mess.... always in a mess

[rockysigman]

mary said:

i hate the word timing. i hate it. hate it hate it hate it hate it. i want to smash clocks everywhere, like the parisian revolutionaries. i want to freeze time at 7:30 a.m. this morning when he was still sleeping.

i hate being "practical" and "realistic" and i hate suffering in the short term because "it will be easier in the long run".

i hate sentences that begin with "if". "if we had met a year ago..." "if you didn't get a job this year..." "if you were just beginning graduate school..." "if i wasn't taking care of a sick friend..."

i hate when people use alcohol as an excuse. "it wouldn't have happened if we were sober..." "i guess we shouldn't drink around each other anymore" "i should have known better than to invite you out for drinks" "can we write it off as drunken lust?"

i hate all the following words and phrases: ex-girlfriend, long-distance, homeless brother, sick friend, no future, new job, confused, but, sorry

i hate the awkwardness of the next morning - not right away, but after he's showered and dressed, when he comes back in the room, and the spell instantly breaks, and i feel like i need to cover myself up, and he feels like he needs to avert his eyes, and the silence hangs so heavily in the room it's almost tangible

i hate the look in his eyes that says "this was a mistake" before he sends the inevitable "this was a mistake" email or text message or voicemail

i hate the feeling in my stomach any time he inadvertently brushes up again me - the instant butterflies, the chills, the momentary panic

i hate introducing myself to his friends - "oh i know who you are" "oh you're the girl from that club" "ohhhhhh somehow i imagined you differently" "oh he's definitely mentioned you" "oh i've been dying to meet you" "oh it's YOU"

i hate pretty lies about the future: "we'll go on a road trip" "i'll introduce you to my friends in LA" "i'll visit you in tennessee" "there won't be a last goodbye" "i won't forget you"

i hate chaste lunch dates and cups of coffee and conversations about work, with a million unspoken subtexts - i don't want to go back to that bullshit

*****

ahhh FUCK

I find myself very attracted to you right now.

mary said:

i'll be bernie taupin and you'll be elton john.

Never mind.

[maarts]

Perhaps if we shake her a bit, would that help?