Tuesday, December 19, 2006
(8:16 AM) | Anonymous:
Tuesday Hatred: real short, straight to the point
I hate that, the other day, when something truly inflamed the fires of my hatred, I forgot to take note of what it was.I hate having given my Finnish friend reason to suspect that I am just another ignorant American by inquiring about the quality of the road between Turku and Helsinki.
I hate the lingering odor of tea tree and umeboshi plumb douche that I sometimes encounter in my bathroom.
I hate my asthma medicine, particularly the steroids.
I hate that my formerly mad skills at blowing my nose over my shoulder while riding my bicycle, but without taking my hands off the handlebars or getting snot either in my hair or on my jacket, have diminished.
