Love/Hate

Love:

• Celebrity gossip.  Favs: The Amy Winehouse/Blake Fielder Civil drug induced clusterfuck and pretty, pretty Brangelina.  

• Barack and Michelle.  I'm so proud. They're the closest thing to royalty to me and, yes, it is going to be a GOOD night. PS True story, I had a sex dream about Barack last summer. Odd yet not so bad. Don't judge.

• Having a "song of the day."  Yes, I do this almost every day.  Corny, yet true.  Today's song is:

• Bees.  Word.  I'm going to save them and subsequently save your life.  Thank me later.
• Tofutti cuties.  In theory I really want to be a vegan but it's not proving as easy as I thought.  Tofutti cuties tricked me.  They taste just like a ice cream sammich yet they are soy based.  

Hate:

• Man boobs.  They just gross me out and unfortunately I see them more than I'd like. Someone develop a man bra, please. I was looking for a picture to show an example and found this.  This shit is crazy man!  People will put anything on YouTube.

• Smelly people pressed closely against me.  It's a real phobia (Osphresiophobia) and a contributing factor to why I have never been to NY and would've wept in fetal position if I'd been in the inauguration throng.  People smells mortify me.
• Mayonnaise. Dunno. It's made me physically ill since I was a kid.  If I even see it I want to vomit. I'll never understand the mayonnaise sandwich. *convulses*
• People who litter. Rude. Need I say more?
• Allll the shit on the radio. WTF is the "stanky leg??" Oh, mercy.  Barack help us...