My infatuations:
The expression on his face when he looks at me, that bloated feeling at Thanksgiving when you eat too much and can't move, when a musician breaks into a total impromptu solo, the smell of fall, cars that handle like a dream, funky techno beats, the belief that someone is thinking about me, dressing up for Halloween, scary movies but only if my cuddle buddy is with me, playing poker and WINNING, the way a puppy smells, video games (mostly CS), holding my nephew, warm summer nights that beg to be cruised, good friends that I can trust, picking up the tab or buying drinks, giving gifts, long hot showers, crisp crunchy sour apples, saving money, making plans for the future, dancing in a goofy way that makes my friends crack up, good beer (this is NOT bud light), making up my own profane words, long road trips with people that are close to me, technology (anything and everything), mullets (any kind, doesn't matter), fishing on a Sunday, warm sweaters that aren't itchy, sour candy, fixing things, sunglasses, listening to any language other than English, the sound of bagpipes, going antiquing with my mom, spicy food (the hotter the better), when he says I'm beautiful and he tells me he loves me in front of his friends, roasted pumpkin seeds, long hair/smelling nice/being complimented when you look good (girl stuff), running, songs that make me feel like a bad ass, romantic songs that make me cry, spending time with my family, exotic geographical locations, The Beatles paraphernalia, screen shopping on EBay, editing writing, weird looking tennis shoes, people with the same sense of humor as myself. (In other words, those who find ME funny! ha!)My Abominations:
Those days where it's not snowing but it's not raining, people that drive the speed limit, sensitive persons or those that are easily offended, overrated classical literature, nylons/that time of the month/bad hair days/and bras (girl stuff), not being able to eat what I want, know-it-all's, mullets (any kind, doesn't matter), that weird sound my back makes when I get out of bed in the morning, rude people that can't seem to find the words "please" and "thank you", dirty old men (and I dont mean the take-a-shower kind), talking on the phone about NOTHING, not having enough money to do what I want, waiting it out, going to the doctor, picking what clothes to wear, putting on makeup/doing my hair, soup that's so hot you can't eat it, anything that has chocolate in it, ignorance and ties (for some reason they have a strong correlation), getting out of bed before double digits, a bad Internet connection, things that are coffee or peach/tangerine/orange/lemon/lime flavored, and people that don't laugh at my jokes. I'm being funny. Laugh shit fucker.
