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This is an obvious spin off of the "I Hate It When..." thread. Thank Lazylover for that one. If you haven't read through that thread I suggest you do, its a good one. Anyway...
I love it when I put on an old coat that I haven't worn in a while and find money in the pocket. I don't care how old you are you know you get excited when you find 5 bucks in your pocket.
I've sent in my application to the Real World. So I'm hoping to hear back from that. I'm putting A LOT of my eggs into that basket, the MTV basket. I'm also thinking about getting a gun, and dealing crack. Being a crack dealer. Not like a mean crack dealer, but like... like a nice one. Kinda friendly like, "hey, what's up guys? Want some crack?"
Post by ChiefPemperToadWigginsky on Apr 15, 2007 10:06:44 GMT -5
I love when I think i have ran out but the grinder is full, when my releif staff arrives to work early and i go home, when i don't get enough sleep from being on inforoo. I love it when i realize its wednesday evening and Lost is on in an hour, when my dog doesn't crap on my favorite chair, seeing how beautiful my girlfriend is after being apart for a few days. I love it when people get upset and honk at me for going the speed limit and i just wave, when i realize that i have mastered a new job and pull a No call/No show. I love it when I tell myself that animals can hear my thoughts, when me and my girl go on drives and take pictures of hilarious baptist church signs, when i get every green light on the way towork. I love it when people gave me change for playing a flute on a city street, when hardcore christians are the rudest, meanest people that you know. I love it when i laugh so hard that i cry ang get stomach cramps, when long distance friends drunk dial, when i listen to a recorded speech of Alan Watts, when Bonnaroo is just around the corner. I love it when i run into old classmates who are excited that i am still alive, when i plant flowers and talk to them as they grow, when i watch tyra banks show and laugh at her logic and demeanor. I love it when i have nothing esle to say.
Post by trippindaisy on Apr 15, 2007 15:31:20 GMT -5
I love when the sun is shining - it always makes me happy. I love it when the sheets on my bed are all fresh and clean. I love it when my daughter and I laugh at the same things and we "get" each other when others don't. I love seeing my dogs faces at the window every day when I come home from work. They are just so happy to see me and that kind of unconditional love is pretty cool. I love it when my fiance calls me just to tell me he loves me and misses me (he tours for a living and is gone lots )
I'm gonna steal this one from Becca also cos it makes me really happy: I love it when, I discover "new music" (or new to me anyway)
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Post by sparklybecca on Apr 15, 2007 15:37:00 GMT -5
I love it when, the sun is shining as well, and i get to wear my summer clothes I love it when, a good friend calls or sends me a email I love it when, you are feeling something for someone, and the feeling is mutual I love it when, people rub my back I love it when, bonnaroo comes around I love it when, I can snuggle up in bed all day I love it when, I buy someone a gift, and they are ecstatic about it I love it when, I discover "new music" (or new to me anyway)
i have to agree with bawnuhrew, there's nothing that cheers me up like getting a hilarious drunk-dial from someone i haven't heard from in forever. especially when it's 1 am and im writing yet another english paper.
Putting on socks out of the dryer. When I go to sleep at night and my cat puts his head on my hand and purrs. Snow. Christmas with my family. Visiting Minnesota. Swimming. Laughing. Gilmore Girls. Sleeping late. Being warm, but not too warm. Watching baseball and drinking coke. Purple. Hearing a song that I haven't heard in a long time and being instantly taken back to a memory. Singing. Hanging out with my college friends. My parents. Oregon. Trees. Good music. Thunderstorms. Eating.
I love when I wake up in the morning and it's getting ready to rain... I love when the rain dries up and the sun comes out to shine... I love seeing people I haven't seen in years... randomly... I love it when I get ripped with true friends... I love it when I don't get ripped with true friends... I love it when you perform on stage, in front of a crowd, and get a warm response...
i love it when my son tells me that he loves me and want to marry me when he grows up, he's 4 and its just too cute... i love it when my daughter tells me that she wants to be just like me when she's older... i love it when my desk is organized at work... i love it when my house is clean at the end of the weekend because i know the week will be a good one.... i love warren haynes "i'll be the one" from his Live at Bonnaroo album... i love being a mom... i love making new friends... i love the ROFL emoticon on yahoo IM... i love feeling like i make a difference... i love being in the navy... i love the word "voluptuous".... i love being loved... i love my friends... i love that i'm the luckiest person in the world and that my life is totally wonderful...
"White collar conservative flashin down the street, pointing that plastic finger at me, they all assume my kind will drop and die, but I'm gonna wave my freak flag high." Jimi Hendrix
Post by oleander124 on Apr 16, 2007 12:06:39 GMT -5
I love it when the guy tailgating me gets over in the other lane only to discover it's moving slower than me and I end up passing him.
I love it when that jerk having a mid-life crisis in his sports car zooms past me (after tailgating me) only to be pulled over by a cop later on down the road.
I love it when my kitty meows and runs in the direction of the food bowl when I get home from work.
I love it when I check inforoo and there are new posts.
I love it when I get into a fresh, clean, soft bed.
I love it when I realize my kitty is asleep at my side and only leaves me an inch of wiggle room.
I love it when I wake up on Saturday mornings and my kitty comes upstairs and gets into my bed and we "spoon".
One good thing about music, when it hits you, you feel no pain. So hit me with music. Hit me with music, now, yeah. Hit me with music. Brutalize me with music.
Post by iridethecannibus on Apr 16, 2007 13:26:22 GMT -5
i love it when.... i get a good parking spot at a crowded place i find my favorite shirt that i was just SURE i'd lost shoved under all my crappy clothes i meet a new friend and find out that they actually read FOR FUN a friend just drops by and it sparks an impromptu party the store has tons of yummy free samples it smells like its going to rain someone cooks for me there's nothing in my inbox at work someone compliments my hotel i'm broke as hell but can go to the dollar three and let myself by three things, just for me, two gifts for a friend, and only spend five bucks you turn on the car and your favorite song is on the radio it's my day off and all i have on my to do list is "wake and bake"
"Stealing? How could you?! Haven’t you learned anything from that guy who gives those sermons at church? Captain What’s-his-name? We live in a society of laws. Why do you think I took you to all those Police Academy movies? For fun? Well, I didn’t hear anybody laughin’, did you? Except at that guy who made sound effects. Where was I? Oh yeah -- stay out of my booze."
Post by hippiehippieshake on Apr 16, 2007 14:06:51 GMT -5
mothersky said:
I love when I wake up in the morning and it's getting ready to rain...
i love that too. i also love waking up to the sound of a bathtub being filled up.
i love the smell of bag lunches... turkey and cheese in a ziploc, mixed with chips and an apple... and maybe cookies.
i love the way it smells when you hide inside a big cardboard refrigerator box.
i love rolling down hills.
i love spinning around while waving my arms.
i love holding eye contact with people when i talk to them.
i love driving down main streets of small towns at the break of dawn and seeing who's awake and what they're doing.
i love that moment when you've been sitting in a room for awhile and the air conditioner or heater turns off and your perception of your surroundings completely changes because there's no more background noise.
i also love that moment a long-awaited visitor pulls up to your house, or wherever you're waiting for them, and gets out of the car so you can see them, but you're still far away.
i love talking to strangers on the bus or subway. . . or bonnaroo.
oh gosh, i really really really love bonnaroo. and i love this message board too ;D
i'm going where the sun keeps shining, thru' the pouring rain, going where the weather suits my clothes. backing off of the north east wind, sailing on summer breeze, and skipping over the ocean like a stone.
I love sleeping when it it cold and rainy I love driving around the country road in Mississippi and discovering things I have never seen before I love wandering through old cemetaries and wondering what people's lives were like I love chocolate turtle cheesecake I love it when my 2 year old wakes me up and says "hiiii mommy" I love it when my 13 year old acts like a human being instead of being a total bitch I love taking my 9 year old shopping - because she is so easy to shop for clothes with I love when my husband gets home after a 12 hour shift - because I realize how much I have missed him and how much he means to me I love long hot bubble baths with a really good book I love murder mysteries and legal thrillers I love Bonnaroo!
Post by spookymonster on Apr 16, 2007 14:47:27 GMT -5
I love the promise of a blue sky over an empty road. I love intimate whispers (and the blushing they provoke). I love the bittersweet, perhaps even more than the fulfilled.
Post by oleander124 on Apr 16, 2007 14:57:30 GMT -5
spookymonster said:
I love the promise of a blue sky over an empty road. I love intimate whispers (and the blushing they provoke). I love the bittersweet, perhaps even more than the fulfilled.
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GT's!
