There is nothing better one can do on the warm and fuzzy occasion of Christmas morning than to make a list of things one cannot stand:
Beyonce (ugh, somebody please stop her already)
Branglina (never thought the day I would say I am on Team Aniston)
Driving behind a Mercedes (which I swear have the worst drivers on the road)
J Crew "final" sales (I hate stores that run sales where you cannot return items)
Guy Ritchie (the new Heather Mills)
The women of The View (I'd rather listen to fingernails on chalkboard all day long than to endure them for an hour)
TV reruns during winter break
The Hills or The Real Houswives of Whatever
Jenny Humphrey on Gossip Girl
My new archnemesis at work LG
That Nickelback song Rock Star
American Idol
The Dubya
Sarah Palin
New York Giants/Dallas Cowboys
Tom Brady's damn knee
Muni delays (any given week, I experience delays three out of five days, and that's pretty unacceptable)
Michael Phelps the celebrity (as opposed to Michael Phelps the swimmer whom I rooted for)
Bailouts
Shoddy workmanship from contractors (I swear, you gotta have pride in your work products)
Sears appliance warranty service from A&E (when you have a service call and the A&E truck pulls up to your driveway, be afraid, be very afraid)
Economy airplane seats
No cut-and-paste and no video recording and no GPS text-to-voice on iPhone
Oprah and Will Smith going on about how Obama win empowers them and how they now feel like a part of America
Shia LaBeouf (damn kid ruined Indiana Jones, or more accurately made a bad movie even worse)
Fist bumping (by anybody other than a black kid is just wrong)
Bad haircuts
Amy Winehouse's self-destructive ways (I love, love, love her music and want to hear more)
Extremists of any sort
Cheerios, peeps. Happy hanukkah, and merry kwanzaa to you all.
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