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I don't like the bristles on my toothbrush to touch anything but my teeth. Ever. I find it very disturbing when I come into the bathroom in the morning and my toothbrush is laying on its side with the bristles touching the counter-top. Probably just a me thing. ; )

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Close talkers.

..when you can feel their breath hit your face. woof.

Hidden Garbage . . . WHY?

I hate it when I'm walking the floor at Sears and I find someone's half-empty Starbucks or Orange Julius or whatever stuck behind a display of ratchets or Craftsman hats or wherever else they could find to put it. Why do people hide their garbage in department stores?? Why not just walk to a cashier or the bathroom or any employee anywhere and ask if they'll throw it away??? People are weird.

Craigslist Peeve of the Day:

Since Jess and I had a bad Craigslist experience yesterday (We said "BJs for Coke?" and then all the sudden we met the two gents and they want us to give the blow jobs in return for cocaine. All we wanted was some good greasy BJs food and some Coca Colas...That's my Jerry Seinfeld joke for the day.)

ANYHOW..my peeve: People who use the "Missed Connections" section of Craigslist to write poetry to their lovers, settle fights with their dogs or beg forgiveness or attention from their cheating husbands. God damn it people it's "MISSED Connections" not "Say the things to the one you love via internet while they sit on the couch watching Jeopardy."

Fin.

On a Similar Note . . .

When people try in vain to sing a song they don't really know the lyrics to by singing every third or fourth word until they get to the chorus at which point they belt it out like there's no tomorrow. Look, if you love the song, learn the words and sing away, but don't half mumble, half stumble through it out loud, if all you know is the chorus, then wait for it! Hmph!

hey can you..i mean i know you like..well uh..

PEEVE:
When people can't spit out a sentence. Now of course we all have days when our brain isn't functioning quite well enough to articulate a well-thought out sentence but my peeve is directed at the folks who can't (no matter what) just SPIT IT OUT. They are constantly interrupting themselves to interject more info into their question and/or story but if they don't say the first part then you are totally lost. It goes something like this:

"hey, I was wondering, because I know you like cats, because I saw you had that poster of a cat once and I had talked to Jane about this, and she ..well you know how she has a cat...Do you ever, I mean , well I know I do, And when I talked to Jane she said the same thing and...BLAH BLAH BLAH."

please guys, just ask the question then elaborate on the details. It's just better that way.

That is all.

Not so much a peeve

but more like an instance in my life where death seems like a much better option....

When you CLEARLY do not want to read in class but the teacher singles you out anyways and asks, "Kerry, would you mind reading this part/the poem/the part of Desdemona?" As if you have the option to say, "No, I'd rather not because when I read in front of the class it's good for the first 15 seconds and then I start to lose my breath, start hyperventilating, and sound like I am about to break out into either a fit of laughter or a non-stop five year old sob fest."

This happened today while reading some lame ass poem by some lame ass poet. Someone buy me a drink.

Also, I am selling all my valuable possessions. Oh, and let me know if you want in on my will.