i love the "STILLER"S winning. i dislike when they lose.
i love passionate kisses. i dislike when the kissing gets sloppy and their mouth is all over my face.
i love smoking a bowl on the way to a concert. i dislike having to sit in traffic to get in the concert.
i love october 15-17. i dislike late november - early march in western PA.
i love starting a new book. i dislike ending a really, really, really good book.
i love sleeping in. i dislike waking up too early.
i love getting my hair done. i dislike when the roots come in.
i love my brother. i dislike his girlfriend.
i love the guys i work with. i dislike their work ethic.
i love sleeping topless. i dislike flashing my brother in the morning when he comes in my room to tell me something.
i love the sun salutation. i dislike that i'm too lazy to do it.
i love that i met someone who teaches tai chi. i dislike that i have to work during that class.
i love Plinkovac (sp?). i dislike Snakebites.
i love good looking guys hitting on me. i dislike old gross men hitting on me.
i love cantalope. i dislike that i cant eat it without my mouth swelling up.
i love faux hawks. i dislike my hair at the moment.
i love weezer, libertines, kanye west, etc. i dislike celine dion, mariah carey, etc (they make me want to claw my eyes out)
i love army boys & girls. i dislike that they are overseas.
i love New Years Eve. i dislike that i have to work til 5pm that day.
i love Ol' Dirty Bastard, aka. Dirt McGirt, aka. Big Baby Jesus
i dislike that he will no longer have anymore reincarnations.
i love heels. i dislike that i'm already 5'9" and heels make me almost AMAZONIAN.
i love the weekend. i dislike that it's only two days.
i love coloring/drawing pictures. i dislike getting the ink on my face.
i love IUP parties. i dislike Clarion parties.
i love sharpie markers. i dislike when they run out.
i love gina. i dislike that she's in atlanta.
i love mark. i dislike that he is in Iraq.
i love meaningful conversation. i dislike small talk.
i love spending time with this "boy". i dislike that he will be leaving soon.
i love talking face to face with someone. i dislike talking on the phone.
i love making money. i dislike paying bills with that money.
i love scoping out a hot guy. i dislike seeing a wedding ring on his finger.
i love Dodge Dakota's. i dislike that i cant afford one right now.
i love seeing this really pretty girl. i dislike being too chickenshit to talk to her.
i love stained glass. i dislike that lead can mess with your lungs.
i love camping in a tent. i dislike camping in a tent with a hole in the roof.
i love my black turtleneck. i dislike that it now has a big bleach stain on it.
i love using my creativity. i dislike being deprived of creative opportunities.
i love flip flops. i dislike that wearing shoes.
i love that i start my day off happy. i dislike that i'm pissed within an hour of being at work.
...thought you'd might like to know...
*question: what is the worst physical pain you've ever felt? what is the worst emotional pain you've ever felt?
~when i went through withdrawl, i felt like my bones were clawing their way out of my skin.
~probably when my grandmother died. the emptiness.
i love passionate kisses. i dislike when the kissing gets sloppy and their mouth is all over my face.
i love smoking a bowl on the way to a concert. i dislike having to sit in traffic to get in the concert.
i love october 15-17. i dislike late november - early march in western PA.
i love starting a new book. i dislike ending a really, really, really good book.
i love sleeping in. i dislike waking up too early.
i love getting my hair done. i dislike when the roots come in.
i love my brother. i dislike his girlfriend.
i love the guys i work with. i dislike their work ethic.
i love sleeping topless. i dislike flashing my brother in the morning when he comes in my room to tell me something.
i love the sun salutation. i dislike that i'm too lazy to do it.
i love that i met someone who teaches tai chi. i dislike that i have to work during that class.
i love Plinkovac (sp?). i dislike Snakebites.
i love good looking guys hitting on me. i dislike old gross men hitting on me.
i love cantalope. i dislike that i cant eat it without my mouth swelling up.
i love faux hawks. i dislike my hair at the moment.
i love weezer, libertines, kanye west, etc. i dislike celine dion, mariah carey, etc (they make me want to claw my eyes out)
i love army boys & girls. i dislike that they are overseas.
i love New Years Eve. i dislike that i have to work til 5pm that day.
i love Ol' Dirty Bastard, aka. Dirt McGirt, aka. Big Baby Jesus

i love heels. i dislike that i'm already 5'9" and heels make me almost AMAZONIAN.
i love the weekend. i dislike that it's only two days.
i love coloring/drawing pictures. i dislike getting the ink on my face.
i love IUP parties. i dislike Clarion parties.
i love sharpie markers. i dislike when they run out.
i love gina. i dislike that she's in atlanta.
i love mark. i dislike that he is in Iraq.
i love meaningful conversation. i dislike small talk.
i love spending time with this "boy". i dislike that he will be leaving soon.
i love talking face to face with someone. i dislike talking on the phone.
i love making money. i dislike paying bills with that money.
i love scoping out a hot guy. i dislike seeing a wedding ring on his finger.
i love Dodge Dakota's. i dislike that i cant afford one right now.
i love seeing this really pretty girl. i dislike being too chickenshit to talk to her.
i love stained glass. i dislike that lead can mess with your lungs.
i love camping in a tent. i dislike camping in a tent with a hole in the roof.
i love my black turtleneck. i dislike that it now has a big bleach stain on it.
i love using my creativity. i dislike being deprived of creative opportunities.
i love flip flops. i dislike that wearing shoes.
i love that i start my day off happy. i dislike that i'm pissed within an hour of being at work.
...thought you'd might like to know...
*question: what is the worst physical pain you've ever felt? what is the worst emotional pain you've ever felt?
~when i went through withdrawl, i felt like my bones were clawing their way out of my skin.
~probably when my grandmother died. the emptiness.

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i like knowing that my worst nightmares are a drop in the bucket when compared with others. i dislike... same.
best to you and all.