Don't you hate it when you're in a fairly deep sleep, then something wakes you, and you can't get back to sleep? I guess it's 5:20 am, so really I could be getting up. My normal wake time is between 7:30 and 8:30. (I have a toddler; I sleep when he sleeps!!)
So I'm awake really early, and nothing is going through my head. What do you do when that happens? You write a blog entry of course! Perfect arena for writing nothing.
I like Rebecca's idea of writing about things we like. So I'm going to steal it, ok Becca?
I like really good music. I like to sing; in the car, shower, or karaoke. I like X-men (but not really the 3rd one. Bryan Singer, we miss you!). I like Spiderman also. Let's just narrow those down to I like movies. I like looking at hot guys; i.e. Keanu Reeves, Steve Sandvoss, Nicki Hayden (thanks for introducing us, Bull). I like reading, but for some reason lately I haven't been able to concentrate while doing so. I like Mexican food. I like my own chocolate chip cookies (the BEST).
Ok enough of this positivity. Here's some hates: I hate crying. I hate that I cry when I think of my daughter graduating kindergarten tomorrow. I hate my animals, some of the time. I hate having cold feet (and I mean that literally). I hate religious extremism. I hateD garments; thank the lord I'm free of them.
I hope all my blog friends have a terrific Wednesday. Peace!
7 comments:
I don't blame you for hating all of those! I should've made my hate list longer... :)
I hate when I take one of those, uh.. knitting needles and stick it into my nipple and start twisting it and twisting it, around and around. Yeah, that really hurts.
I love the *f* word. I love hot and sweaty... days at a beach.
I hate hate, which makes me a hypocrite, but I can live with that.
Good morning, and Happy Wednesday (did someone mention HUMP day?) to you, too.
I love good friends that I can be myself around and who accept me just the way I am.
I hate anyone who is deeply offended by anything that happens in that situation I mentioned above in the "I love" section. Oh, and getting pubic hair caught in a zipper -- ouch.
Steal away! I'm sad that the the third X-Men isn't that good. I'm still going to see it, but now I'm not looking forward to it as much. At least there are hot guys...
I love running.
I hate being injured.
It's 5:30 am? Why didn't you go running?
Dammit, Bull, you need to be my running instructor. I didn't even THINK about that. I'll make up for it...
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