Losing 0-5 to Mexico. Even if it was Team USA's B- team, and even though this edition of the Gold Cup doesn't count for much.
Drawing the second-worst team in MLS. Even in their stadium.
Movies that make swiss cheese out of well-constructed book plots, shredding them and raping them in the ass until it's obvious that any forthcoming movies in the franchise will be virtually unrecognizable. Not that I didn't like the movie, except for what they did to it in Peru.
The way these fucking movie things slowed down my blog's loading time to the approximate speed of tectonics. So I fixed it.
My family. Not those who live in this house, so much, though they have their moments. Parents, siblings, extensions thereof, cousins and suchlike? Oh yeah.
Seattle, both the city and its soccer team and that team's clueless douchenozzle fans, although not my good friends who live there, who are neither fans of that team nor douchenozzles. Mostly.
That thing I do, although I won't go into any detail because whatever I say, Choir Boy and his ursine pervert neighbor* will torment me with it. Not that the lack of detail will stop them. Oh, no. Not for a moment.
The fact that I have two more weeks of total scorching burnout scheduled before I get to take a freaking vacation, and those two weeks are already looking, schedule- and work-wise, freaking impossible. My social filters gave way weeks ago--as near as I can tell, in the middle of a week out of the office that was neither all play nor all work--resulting in some spectacular trainwrecks of decorum and good taste, and whatever controls keep me from doing things that result in prison are failing fast.
Anything else that annoys me that you'd like to share?
UPDATE: bDr's comment and my necessary rejoinder remind me that Max Bretos and Chris Sullivan annoy me. A lot. Also:
* I was content to leave that reference as ridiculously obscure inside baseball, but who I mean is this guy, who was, it seems, unaware that Sonia Bompastor is totally June 2009, and that my new WPS objects d'woof! are Allie Long (a Tar Heel) and Rebecca Moros (a Dookie). But that's okay, it's not like I stop by his office every day and tell him who's currently giving me a woody. It's not that I don't appreciate Ms. Bompastor. She's a tremendously nice person (seriously) and an awesome player. But I gotta be me, and sex will be where I find it. I mean, do you really think I'd turn down Ben Olsen?