I hate the world today ...

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Yeah, that’s the opening line from the great Meredith Brooks song, “Bitch.” And no, I am not a bitch (though, admittedly, I can be) ... nor do I actually hate “the world” (nor anyone in it, really) ... but, at the moment (actually, over the last four to five hours or so), I have been annoyed enough with everything, in general, that those lyrics seemed to apply.

Plus I almost burned my crabby cakes, just now, which I really do hate because now I will have a distinct lingering crab smell in my house for the next few hours.

: (

I hate being wrong. Ask anyone who knows me, really knows me, and they will tell you: Di hates to be wrong. Truthfully, that is not entirely correct: Mostly, I just like to be right ... and when I truly believe I am right but am then proven wrong ... well, that is not exactly my favorite time of the day.

Similarly, I hate making mistakes. Especially in my personal life, and even more so when they are mistakes of a hurtful nature. I do not believe that I am a person who consciously sets out to hurt anyone intentionally, but I do believe that those kinds of people exist ... and I try to avoid them whenever possible. Mistakes happen, though, and I hate making them at work, also ... and, I admit, I hate when other people make them.

On a slightly related note: I need to start trusting my “gut instincts.” I swear, I have had just enough instances in my life, especially work-wise, in which I find myself thinking, Hmm, I am not sure about this — only to realize, when everything is all said and done, that I was absolutely right! (And we all know how much I like being right!)

: )

I find it somewhat amusing that one of my previous posts was titled “Open.”

Sometimes, I feel as if I am the least open person I know.

More on that later. Right now: The Sopranos!