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I need to learn how not to hate the world when I’m not hanging out with my friends or relaxing quietly in the sanctity of my own home. That said, it’s time for a list:

I hate that it gets dark so early.

I hate that the hot water dispenser stops at eight ounces so I have to top off.

I hate when people don’t return phone calls.

I hate when people don’t look where they’re going.

I hate not knowing what I’m doing.

I hate when people wear too much perfume/cologne.

I hate when people have extended conversations in an otherwise quiet work area.

I hate acrylic fingernails.

I hate overdone eye makeup.

I hate feeling full and still being hungry.

I hate the overusage of filler words.

I hate olives.

I hate whistling.

I hate the traffic on 520.

I hate having to manually log automated processes.

I hate when people fart in my presence.

I hate feeling tired.

I hate conversations that don’t go anywhere.

I hate that there aren’t any buses to casinos in Tacoma.

I hate break-ups.

I hate having to censor myself.

I hate when people react to me in ways that make me wish I had censored myself.

I hate Google Talk.

I hate cheap minty chocolate.

I hate the fair.

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Okay, it’s out of my system now.