I hate that I love Indian food so much that I can eat it one night and want to eat it again the very next night. (Mostly 'cause I just feel silly about it.)
I hate that, even though I just bought a plane ticket for upwards of $400, I can stand in a store, with DVDs in my hand, and be unable to resist the temptation to buy them. (Ocean's Eleven and Kill Bill 1 & 2, so you know.)
I hate getting old. (I know, I know...)
I hate that I can be poked fun of for renouncing ownership of my cats when I do not, in fact, own any cats. (Though if someone created a cat that didn't shed and didn't need to eat or excrete, I'd totally own one.)
I hate that, even though I know most of my problems are caused by my own self-delusion, I'm a bit addicted to my delusions. (So very, very Buddhist...)
I hate that, despite my spending about two hours outside every day this summer, my hair hasn't gotten sun-bleached, even a little. I'm always entertained when that happens. (Getting a decent tan, though, so that's nice.)
I hate when I feel like I have to do something, even if it's something that I want to do. (Free will is important to my sense of well being.)
I hate that, even when I want to get up, I can't find a pressing need to crawl out of bed at 9:30 on a Saturday morning. (This will change soon, thankfully.)
I hate that I still haven't been able to find a halfway decent deli in Seattle. (Not enough Italians and Jews here, I guess. Wow. What a way to buy into a stereotype...)
That is all.
Comments (7)
I hate anyone who didn't like Howell's Moving Castle, because I just saw it, and it was awesome.
Posted by Lukas | August 6, 2005 9:48 PM
Posted on August 6, 2005 21:48
I hate that, even when I want to get up, I can't find a pressing need to crawl out of bed at 9:30 on a Saturday morning. (This will change soon, thankfully.)
...isn't that what Saturdays are for?
Posted by Bekah | August 7, 2005 7:47 AM
Posted on August 7, 2005 07:47
Oddly enough, after skating last night, my friends decided we should go to an Indian Restaurant... and then also gave me the leftovers.
And I think the harassment over the cat issue is that the sales woman assumed that we were living together.
Posted by Ann | August 7, 2005 11:26 AM
Posted on August 7, 2005 11:26
Lukas -
Yes. Yes it was. I bought the book on Friday. I'll read it on my vacation, most likely.
Bekah -
No. Saturdays (and Sundays) are for being productive in ways that I cannot normally be productive during the week.
Ann -
God, you can just eat Indian all week now, huh? :) Me, I've pretty much decided to cave and eat Indian for dinner tonight.
As for the woman... yeah, I guess that makes sense. "Oh, so when they make honor roll they're your cats, but when they knock over a convenience store they're my cats. I see how it is." People shouldn't make assumptions.
Posted by Jason | August 7, 2005 12:24 PM
Posted on August 7, 2005 12:24
I hate that one of the original members of the 'group' is complaining about not haveing 'sun-bleached hair'.
Posted by Rich | August 8, 2005 9:58 AM
Posted on August 8, 2005 09:58
I hate hate
Posted by gus | August 8, 2005 12:09 PM
Posted on August 8, 2005 12:09
Rich - Oh man.
Posted by Jason | August 10, 2005 11:03 PM
Posted on August 10, 2005 23:03