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Tuesday, October 04, 2005

"Love/Hate"

**This post was inspired by a song of the same name written, in part, by my baby**


Don't you...


...love when your favorite song comes on the radio, one that isn't often played, and you begin to reminisce on the song as you sing along, knowing all of the words?  You get lost for those 4 minutes, lost in your own world and you see nothing wrong with it.


... hate when you have to take a major dump and you sit down before realizing that you [or someone else] forgot to replace the toilet paper?


...love seeing a father playing with his daughter?


...hate when you feel a hard ass booger deep in the back of your nose and you can't reach it with out looking completely ugly and ignorant?  There is no way to tactfully remove the booger that has been both blocking your airway and cutting your nose into shreds at the same time...


...love when you walk down the street or sitting somewhere in public and someone looks at you a bit longer with an admiring sparkle in his/her eye?


...hate when you receive the same chain email 8 times in one day by people who really believe the shit is true?  Why don't people research things?  Why do people believe everything they hear?  Why do people claim to believe in God but are too superstitious to not pass an email on to 7 people so they can be happy for the rest of their lives?


...love to see young black men and women headed to college classes?  I don't know about y'all but it does my heart good to see them headed to school, striving to better themselves, by any means.  I work near one of the CUNY schools, and while it might not be the best school in the world, at least the students are going SOMEwhere rather than nowhere.


...hate when you are thirsty as hell and you run to the 'fridge to quench your thirst, only to find that the container of juice contains a corner swallow of juice?  Then you get mad at yourself, if you know it was you who left it there, or you get mad at that someone else who might have done it.  Dont you wanna go upside someone's head with the container?


...love the smell of a clean house?  The mixes of carpet freshener, mopping cleanser, lemon pledge, windex, candles or incense, all purpose cleaners, and Glade plug-ins blending together, welcoming you home...simply amazing.


...hate when you clean the house and then someone comes and messes it all up?  Like they can't put shit back where it belongs, or they track their muddy shoes through the house, or leave their draws wherever, etc.


...love a man who puts the seat down?  All those fears of falling in the bowl during a late night bathroom run disappear.


...hate when you have a serious taste for something, I mean a hungerinnng for something, and then you go and get it and it doesn't taste as good as it should?  For example, you have a crazy hunger for a McDonald's Fish Sammich, and you don't go to McDonald's often because you know there is a plot to kill all the poor people with $1 Menu Death Food, so you know that this time is a treat.  You find a McDonald's and then you order your fish sammich just how you like it [extra tartar sauce, no cheese for me].  You sit in your car or at home [you dont dare eat it there cuz the homeless dude in the corner is stanking up the place] and you unwrap it and take a bite... and that is when it hits you.  It tastes like CRAP!!! Ultimate nastiness and you are SO pissed because you been fiending for this since last Thursday.  Fuck McDonalds!


...love when someone sits a plate of homecooked food in front of you and it smells SO good and you know the effort put into it will make it taste all the better? 


...hate McDonald's??? [Sorry, still mad]


...love when you make a great purchase?  Whether it is a dress that seems like it was designed for you, or an electronic device on sale. Whether it is a rare piece of jewelry or an out-of-print book.  The feeling of making a good purchase, spending your money purposefully is amazing.


...hate bad weaves or hairstyles on women?  Maybe I am alone in this, but one thing I hate seeing, especially on my commute to and from work, is women whose hair looks "toh up from da floh up".  I cannot stand seeing tracks haphazardly covered up by nappy new growth.  I hate seeing bizarre colors or color combinations.  I hate feeling like I am in the south [don't be mad lol] or in Detroit at a hair convention.  I don't like to see otherwise decent looking women ruin their look by creating a bird's next or pineapple concoction atop their domes.  And there is nothing worse than a white or asian woman with 'locs.


...love when you discover a great movie?  Like you are home flipping through cable and you see a movie coming on and you decide to watch it, only to find that it was a great movie made like 5 or 10 years ago.  Or when someone recommends a movie you havent heard of or had not planned on seeing, but you go to the theatre and you find that it is a wonderful flick. [Happened to me with Lost In Translation]


...hate when you fart and it follows you?  The FartTail aint no joke, especially if you have big, fart-harboring ass cheeks.  You try to fan it away, but that doesn't work.  The worst is when you are in a store and you do it in an empty aisle and 5 seconds later someone comes to the aisle.  You try to act like you are appalled by the smell, like someone else did it.


What do you love/hate?


 


1 Comments:

Blogger Tira said...

I hate when like five people trip over something, and not one of them has the initiative to pick it up.

I hate when someone calls the wrong number and then tries to game on you. . .("Can I speak to Keisha, oh this ain't her? Well you sound sexy, where you stay at?")

I hate seeing guys in the street weating long white tees, the ones that stop past their knees.

I hate seeing dried boogers on my desks at school.

I love when I see kids in school uniform walking to school.

I love when my niece calls me "Tee-tee" because she can't say Shatira.

I love visting New York/New Jersey

I love your blog!!!

6:34 PM, October 06, 2005  

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