Things That Bug Me

*BLOGGER'S NOTE* I have decided that I really like the format of giving a little preamble, and then going into a list as sort of the standard for this blog.  So, I think that's what I'm going to do, at least for the next little while.  If you don't like it, comment, maybe I'll change it.  If you don't like it and don't comment, tough beans, you suck at life. And, that's it.  We now return you to your regularly scheduled blog post.

See?  Pleasant.

Now, before I start listing off to all (both?) of you the things that set me off in the worst way and just make me see red and want to punch you in the throat, let me disclaim that I am generally a pleasant person.  Usually, it takes a whole lot to get me angry, like, legitimately throat-punchy angry.  There are, however, a few exceptions.  Exceptions which I will list here.  I realize that by doing so, I'm giving the tens of readers out there a lot of control over my emotions, specifically the boiling lake of anger that usually lies dormant in my heart.  But you guys need to realize that with great power comes great responsibility.  Rice mogul Uncle Ben said that.  So, be warned: If you do any of these things to me on purpose, I will cut you.

With that being said, I trust that you and I will not have any problems in the near future.  Because if we do, the near future may be the only future you have.  I take this stuff seriously.  So, here's the list.