seafood.
cooked orange vegetables.
rachel ray.
wind.
frat boys.
chlamydia.
being on top.
hefeweizen.
red wine.
thongs (both the things that cover your feet and the things that don't cover your ass).
panties that aren't supposed to be thongs but end up in my asscrack anyways.
gold.
crying.
people who want my money.
stupid people.
closed-minded people.
ignorant people.
people who just don't get it.
people who use their dogs as accessories.
people who spell their kids' names all fucked up.
not being able to bluetooth between my blackberry and macbook.
being alone.
peaches.
my poor broken ipod.
paid advertisements.
bleu cheese.
depression.
hypomania.
getting a hole in the big toe part of my socks.
forgetting my safeway club card at home.
not being in a city where it snows.
alcohol dependence.
missing everything i hated during the summer.

most of all though, i think i hate everything that i am, because it's all either something i don't want to be or something that makes me miserable.