Things That Irk Me

- The sound of lip-smacking and/or gum-chewing into a microphone.
- The phrase "pet peeve".
- The phrase "just so you know"...can't say it without sounding just the tiniest bit condescending. Try it.
- Round, plastic chopsticks.
- Having a rock in my shoe and no energy to get it out.
- Walking around all day with a rock in my shoe.
- "Loogies."
- The existence of kitties that I don't own and/or can't pet.
- Intentional knuckle-cracking.
- Heather being in Spain, and not having stored me in her luggage.
- Co-workers who talk about work only, except when showing off their encyclopaedic knowledge of wines.
- Dry-eye syndrome.
- The fact that New York has slipped "whaddya gonna do?" into my regular vocabulary
- My recent onset of crossword-puzzle dyslexia.
- Weak coffee.
- Finding a roach in my boiling pasta.
- Tendonitis.
- Cyclists without helmets.
- Ringing phones.
- Jackets with EVERY basketball or baseball team logo. Pick one. It'll be easier to match to your Nikes.
- When classic novels become cool because a movie is made out of them.
- When terrible novels become cool because a movie is made out of them.
- Terrible novels.
- Steely Dan.