I hate my job. I hate crazy people. I hate grits. I hate bad music. I hate boring music. I hate Republicans. I hate the color pink. I hate getting up in the morning. I hate using the bathroom. I hate riding the subway. I hate walking on water. I hate people asking me dumb questions. I hate people who stay still during sex. I hate people who pick their nose. I hate gravy. I hate dogs that bite. I hate computers that do not work. I hate using a typewriter. I hate visiting people in the hospital. I hate painting. I hate Elvis. I hate Dubya. And, most of all, I hate people who hate.