Hate: Bad table manners. I cannot stand eating with people who have bad table manners. It is disgusting. My mom was dinner time nazi and apparently really drilled those rules in though, because I hatee it and everyone that doesn't know a few simple rules. Chewing with your mouth open, holding your fork wrong, cutting your food wrong. GOD it's grossing me out thinking about it. If my first impression of you is bad manners I promise I will hate you forever. I went backpacking for like 5 weeks with some friends and noticed the first day that one of them didn't know how to hold her utensils or cut food properly. I didn't want to secretly hate her for the entire time, so I was like, listen up, you are going to learn how to do this RIGHT NOW. I realize I'm kind of a bitch, I mean look at this blog, but really, you need to get your shit together. How can someone over the age of like 10 not picked up the right way to eat? It seems pretty simple...it's eating...yet SO many people are totally unaware. If you ever eat near me pay attention because I'm not always nice enough to give a lesson rather than hate, generally I just silently hate hate hate until I destroy you.
Love: Shoes. They are clearly the best part of any outfit. I have a stupid number of shoes.
LOOVEEEEE,
theGrump
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