25 things that shit me to tears*
1. Hand-made cloth menstrual pads.
2. Name dropping.
3. Gum snappers.
4. Fruit flavored bagels.
5. CNN.
6. Monthly inter-generational church service.
7. Pantyhose.
8. Energy drinks.
9. What ever food has become trendy enough to be hawked in the supermarket. This month it's paninis.
10. People who make a hobby of complaining about their spouses.
11. Not winning the lottery.
12. Pets.
13. My dish washing brush clotted with melted cheese.
14. Too tight shoes.
15. Little specks of dirt visible just beneath my keyboard.
16. Crooked pictures.
17. Stains.
18. Anything on The History Channel.
19. Smudges on my glasses.
20. Nose pickers.
21. The state of my garden.
22. Standardized testing.
23. The dog, down the block, barking at night, because they leave him outside for hours on end.
24. Airplane food.
25. PMS.
2. Name dropping.
3. Gum snappers.
4. Fruit flavored bagels.
5. CNN.
6. Monthly inter-generational church service.
7. Pantyhose.
8. Energy drinks.
9. What ever food has become trendy enough to be hawked in the supermarket. This month it's paninis.
10. People who make a hobby of complaining about their spouses.
11. Not winning the lottery.
12. Pets.
13. My dish washing brush clotted with melted cheese.
14. Too tight shoes.
15. Little specks of dirt visible just beneath my keyboard.
16. Crooked pictures.
17. Stains.
18. Anything on The History Channel.
19. Smudges on my glasses.
20. Nose pickers.
21. The state of my garden.
22. Standardized testing.
23. The dog, down the block, barking at night, because they leave him outside for hours on end.
24. Airplane food.
25. PMS.
Comments
(horror)
I hate scrambled egg on the end of the dish brush. gag.
And what is "Name dropping"?
But pets and blueberry bagels are excellent. Except when the former is not. The latter is always excellent.
Jen
-J.
sea sponges.
And note to self, stop bitching about Chef for fear of shitting blackbird to tears.
And I'm so proud to have taught you such a phrase of eloquence.
I'm with you on 1, not sure what 6 means, really dislike 10, too, have come to terms with 17 and, come on, aren't we all the occasional 20?
The humanity.