Reason 8: Why I Hate People

I have a boy roommate. Enough said.

Reason 7: Why I Hate People

We need some new cliches. I'm tired of the same old ones. But... I will never be tired of meatballs!

I realize that this is the second post in a row that features food. I think I have a weird obsession concerning talking about food. I almost need to know what people have for lunch.. or dinner. "Fish? What kind? How was it cooked? Roasted in a plaintain leaf? What kind of sauce? What were the sides? OMG. Yum."

This obsession does not stem from an eating disorder or anything, unless only eating frozen convenience foods like hot pockets, due to high probability of food poisining myself if allowed to actually cook, is an eating disorder

Reason 6: Why I Hate People

I recently had a discussion with someone close to me about his need to "fill a void" with sex. I inquired about the efficacy of his experiment, and was not suprised to hear that the outcome was not positive (at least HIS void wasn't geting filled).

I asked him why he would continue, and he could not give me an answer. But, I am pretty sure that in that little brain of his, his inner voice was saying "Cause I damn well want too". Pretty sure also that inner voice was sitting on the toilet, eating cheetos, and pooping.

Maybe it's just me and I am not cool or sex-in-the-city enough, but meaningless sex just seems pretty lame. Granted, I've had my day where I wanted to hump everything in sight, but now I just want to hump people I really care about.

Reason 5: Why I Hate People

Seriously, people. Spay and neuter your pets. Especially the crappy exes!

Reason 4: Why I Hate People

This was an actual conversation between Jas and I last night. Then we giggled for 10 minutes. If the polar bears do revolt, everybody knows that all you haveto do is give them a Coke and they become as cuddly as kittens and bunnies and other small fluffy things.

Reason 3: Why I Hate People

I do alot of technical writing for my job and it always amazes me how educated people can butcher their native language. My friends call me a grammar nazi, but I am far from an expert. But when one of my pals said he was being "misconvenienced", I couldn't help adopting the word and using as my own!

Reason 2: Why I Hate People

A group of friends and I play Trivia Bowl at the Flying Saucer in downtown Little Rock almost every Tuesday. I draw pictures on the answer sheet. We unfortunately don't get bonus points for funny answers.