Also, people who ruin jokes. Or, people who just can't tell a joke, which in turn ruins said joke.
It's chilling when it's all quite.
-having to hold clothing/fabric between my teeth
-untying really tight knowts in string (I have really long nails and it feels horrible when it gets underneath)
-people talking about having operations/operations they have had. No idea why.
the bad: The thought of ever losing my Wuffie for any reason (Especially death, the thought of being left alone is bad, but even worse is the thought of ever leaving him alone in this world, and when I think about this for too long I start to cry), roller coasters (Final Destination movies suck, they've made me fear Gym equipment, Roller Coasters, and various other mundane things...), thinking about the state of American Revolving Door Prisons and how more often than not violent offenders are being paroled to make room for trumped up drug charges or even "guilt by association" cases where a person is convicted of more charges than the real drug runners because they didn't know anything about the operation and thus couldn't roll over on them, the taste and texture of raw tomatoes, the taste and texture of beets, the texture of various types of squash and zucchini, the thought of someday having to defend myself with deadly force (As much as it pains me to admit, the thought of taking another's life is unsettling even to me, but to protect myself and my Wuffie, I'd give anyone and everyone against us a cranial ventilation via 9mm pistol), my mother and sister.