loving you hating me

loving

when Danny calls acorns "eggcorns"... i only very halfheartedly want to correct him ;)

loving

that he knows Morrissey's lyrics quite word perfect (o.m.g. he looooves him and wants a quiff :)

hating

the Cure. dear Aaron: it's not up for negotiation ever.  it's a North/South thing ;)  

loving

Friendly's.  i know it's gross and sticky and all the customers smell like laundromats (which i guess is better than dumpsters...?) but between the heaven that is their coagulated toasted sandwiches, the blue cotton candy soda and the icecream cone clown with reese's pieces for eyes and hot fudge hair, that place is just my wildest dream come true :)

hating
third grade book reports.  they don't mention weekend-murdering crap like this in "What To Expect..." for good reason :|  in fact they miss a LOT of essential information out of that book... like you'll never ever drink a cup of coffee at the correct temperature ever again.  and you'll never eat an entire bar of chocolate without having to share 2/3 of it (grrrrrrr)  and an hour in Target alone will feel like a year long vacation.  and you will never ever ever ever ever ever stop buying food/cooking it/feeding your children.  and if you don't feed them, you will go to jail (which i'm deathly afraid of: see below;)  and there will NEVER be any toaster studels left, no matter how many boxes you buy...   
loving

that "orange is the new black" is our new "weeds" (which jumped the shark many seasons ago)

hating

the iPhone 5.  i hate it.  i really hate it.  like really really reeeeeally haaaaaaate it.

hating
how crappy every single wide angle lens i ever tried is.... they have all failed to meet my not-even-that-high expectations.  i need an L10mm f/1.4 with IS.  if it even existed :(    

hating

the Mexican food on the East Coast.  pizza = good.  donuts = completely awesome.  Mexican food = warm poopy diaper of inedibleness