I like to wake up quietly. Love the solitude of my morning walks / rides. Prefer not to answer every passer-by who wants to perkily greet me. Don't want to be churlish and ignore them. But perhaps that's better than a snarly "good morning" in return?
Hate when the description of the meal on the menu at the restaurant doesn't include the fact that it (seems like everything) contains those nasty onions.
Why can't I snap my fingers and have great hair? My hair wasn't so bad when I was younger (and my face was thinner). Now my hair is thinner and my face fuller. Backwards. (And those gray hairs aren't helping.)
Road construction. Everywhere... (what recession / bad economy?)
Angry Birds - new levels.
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