I've discussed this before: I have certain random words that I hate. They are the plague of my life. I don't listen to my voicemail anymore, because my family members and friends like to leave me random messages saying nothing but words used by Mormons in prayers about rain or snow, and words starting with a hard "p" sound.
I also hate paisley patterns. It looks like sperm. Also, the "p" sounds.
However, despite these feelings, I am strangely grateful to my friends Spence and Jess for this blog post. (link HERE)
If only because, for the first time in my life, I can leave someone a comment telling them how much their blog offends me personally. It is nice to be on the other side of that particular equation.