Pinkpeachkola

1. Fried chicken.
2. Donating to the local food drive.
3. Doing volunteer work (regarding both humans and animals).
4. My mom’s seven layer Mexican dip.
5. My iPod.
6. Sunless tanning.
7. Finding old stories & poems I’d written a long time ago, and laughing at them.
8. Conan O’Brien.
9. Chelsea Handler.
10. Christmas movies like A Year Without a Santa Claus, Rudolph the Rednose Reindeer & Santa Claus is Coming to Town.
11. The Winter Candy Apple hand soap from Bath & Bodyworks in our downstairs bathroom.
12. Getting blitzed in Atlantic City.
13. Pastries from Starbucks.
14. Peep-toe shoes. Wedges. Espadrilles.
15. Weekend trips out of state.
16. Kolada and Shelby, my adorable dogs.
17. Driving around when there’s snow on the ground.
18. MTV True Life ~ one of the very few MTV shows I still watch.
19. Vanilla Bean Frappucinos.
20. Trolling Flickr.com ~ as much as my interest in taking photos has declined, I’m still addicted to looking at other peoples’ photos, so perhaps not all hope is lost.
21. People who retain a positive outlook on life.
22. Snowflakes. Snowfall. Snowmen. Fuck, even snowstorms, as long as I don’t have to drive anywhere and have hot cocoa on hand.
23. The family getting together for the holidays.
24. Returning to my hometown in NY.
25. Andy Samberg.

21. Parents who encourage their kids to be violent.
22. Not being okay with my natural skin tone.
23. Profiting from other peoples’ insecurities.
24. Having a really shitty sense of direction.
25. People who bitch about how horrible the world is, instead of doing something about it.
26. Insensitivity.
27. Dependency.
28. Lack of drive. Especially when I have some serious shit to take care of.
29. Anyone who rains on my parade. Let me be excited about a little snowfall; I don’t give a shit how much you hate it. I think it’s beautiful.
30. Aggression in situations that don’t call for it.
31. People who are so stuck on being loyal to their political party, they start defending the most ridiculous things.
32. People who are proud of their ignorance.
33. Being accused of not having a sense of humor when I don’t laugh at a blatantly racist joke. I do have a sense of humor; your jokes just aren’t funny.
34. Crappy pop songs my mother forces me to listen to in the car.
35. Pointy-toed shoes. I just don’t think they look good on anyone.
36. Cosmetic companies discontinuing my favorite shade of nail polish.
37. People who want credit for doing things they’re supposed to do.
38. High rise jeans. I’m probably an outlier on this, but I love low rise jeans and if they ever go out of style so you can’t buy any more, I will scream and cry and never wash the ones I have, hoping they’ll last until they come back in fashion.
39. How the anonymity of the internet gives people free reign to act on their most dickholish desires. Why do people become frothing idiots when their identity is concealed?
40. Dr. 90210 and breast implant obsession. Women without tits, stand up and be proud! You are sexy without tits. Your greatness is not measured by your cup-size.
41. All the horrible shows on MTV and how they don’t play music videos anymore.
42. The whole empire-waist trend. It’s done with. I’m so sick of it. And it makes everyone look pregnant.
43. Ironing.
44. Sean Stewart on Celebrity Rehab. You’re not a celebrity by association.
45. How The Sopranos is edited for A&E. They can show a guy’s head getting blown off but they can’t say “balls”?
46. Skinny jeans on men.
47. Crocs. I don’t care how comfortable they are. You look like an idiot.
48. Uggs in the summer. Same as above.
49. B-side tracks that I can’t find anywhere online.
50. People who buy their babies onesies with band logos on them. Stop trying to be cool and turning your kid into some rockstar baby.
51. Also, t-shirts with stupid saying like “i fucked your girlfriend” or “porn star” or “can’t sleep, clowns will eat me”.
52. Vanity. It’s totally gross and I hate being afflicted with it.
53. That there are eating disorder centers for nine year olds (or rather, that there is a need for them).
54. Dog hair on the carpet.
55. Cat hair on anything other than the cat.
56. Distressed jeans. I’ll end up putting holes in my jeans myself. I don’t need a store to do it for me to create the illusion that I have a life.
57. Animal cruelty.
58. And irresponsible breeding.
59. Moccasins on anyone other than an indian or my grandfather.
60. I love the shit out of skinny jeans, but only low-rise ones, not the crazy high-waisted crap.
61. Faux-documentary movies. I’d rather just enjoy the movie instead of spending the whole time trying to figure out whether it’s real or scripted.
62. Gladiator sandals. Blech! There’s nothing really creative to say about them other than that they make everyone’s legs look shorter and fatter and they burn my retinas.
63. Turtlenecks or anything that constricts the neck. I love scarves but rarely wear them because I don’t find them to be comfortable.
64. Season finales that disappoint.
65. When I’ve taken the time to remember someone’s birthday and send them a text and they can’t even say thank you.
66. R. Kelly.
67. Impractical, extravagant gifts from my significant other, like stupid-expensive jewelry. I’d rather that money be spent on us taking a trip together instead, or doing something both of us enjoy.
68. Inhaling cigarette smoke.
69. My inability to sleep like a normal person.
70. Rush Limbaugh.
71. Awkward silences during car rides.
72. The twin fetish thing. Since when is incest sexy?
73. Same with “who’s your daddy?”. Makes me wanna vomit.
74. How Hulk Hogan treats his daughter, and any father that doesn’t have a real life and believes it is their duty in life to keep guard over their daughter’s panties. Is telling young women that their moral compass lays in between their legs really setting the bar high?
75. The Girls Gone Wild phenomenon.
76. Ingrid Newkirk.
77. People who can’t view a person’s art as distinct from their life (ex. people who won’t watch a Tom Cruise movie because they don’t agree with something he says or an Angelina Jolie movie because they believe she’s “a homewrecker”). Their private lives shouldn’t negate the value of their work.
78. Cheaters.
79. When cheaters blame their partners for their infidelity. Fuck that. You CHOOSE to cheat. You could have talked to your partner about being unhappy in your relationship, you could have ended the relationship, but you chose to be an asshole and cheat. Own up to it.
80. “I don’t trust anything that bleeds for seven days and doesn’t die” and all that bullshit that redefines the entrance point from which almost all humans come into the world as some sort of horrible defect.
81. Anyone who shames women for doing what their bodies were designed to do.
82. Ann Coulter.
83. Mariah Carey Christmas songs.
84. Ice on the ground.
85. Frost on my car.
86. When my post gets deleted on TheFashionSpot.com just because I pointed out the cocaine in Paris Hilton’s nose.
87. Mild cheddar.
88. My brother coming home and getting the dogs riled up after they’d been sleeping and I’d been enjoying the quiet.
89. My sister’s short fuse.
90. Friends who claim to be so into Bob Marley when they are so racist at the same time.
91. Followers.
92. Our lack of snow. It is snowing in the south, and on the west coast, but not New Jersey?? Where is MY snow? How could the Heat Miser allow this to happen…
93. Global Warming.
94. My camera running low on battery during a hike.
95. 27 Dresses, and any other “I must get married before I’m too old and no one loves me” movies.
96. Coconut-flavored anything.
97. Willful obtuseness.
98. Burning my tongue on something hot.
99. Flat soda.
100. Being told by a male friend “Hey, I’m a guy.” Don’t insult my intelligence by attempting to use your gender as an excuse for being incompetent/sexually inappropriate/absent minded/whatever else you did wrong this time. Sorry, but I do have other male friends, a boyfriend, and a brother. I happen to know it’s just you.

1. People who think they have more of a right to my personal space than i do.
2. Generic foods.
3. Dirty dishes.
4. People who can never be wrong, or ever admit to being wrong. You’re never going to learn that way.
5. Leftovers.
6. A man who can cook is fawned over, but cooking skills are still expected of women.
7. Having to explain my love-hate relationship with cooking to other women. You may find it relaxing; I don’t. I find it to be a production. And I cook only for myself; cooking for others requires a lot more mental energy.
8. How people get so sucked in when the story of a missing/most likely murdered child makes news. Creepy.
9. How the missing/most likely murdered child is always a cute little white girl. God forbid the media cover a story featuring a hispanic or black child. Oh the horror!
10. People who mock the disabilities of others. Fucking low lives.
11. Craving a chocolate Coldstone cake and not having one in the freezer.
12. Dog fighting.
13. A Double Shot at Love on MTV.
14. That while gay/lesbian/bi/trans people are marginalized by society, women making out (I do not use the term lesbian or bisexual here for a reason) are tolerated for the supposed turn-on factor that they provide for some straight men. Bogus.
15. There will never be a “Shot at Love With Jose Quervo” because male bisexualism isn’t tolerated in American society.
16. People singing along to the radio when I just want to listen to the damn song.
17. Every time I’m single, my mother is on my case about finding a new boyfriend as if a relationship with a guy is some sort of prize or proof of my worth.
18. Watery pasta sauce.
19. People who need to get the last word in during an argument.
20. Being told, even subtley, that I need to grow up.