Peter Griffin, you had it right!

You know what really Grinds My Gears?

The following does:

- individuals who stand behind me while I type on a computer or web surf online (watching or not, it still bugs)
- front of the line consumers at fast food restaurants who after being in line for numerous minutes STILL don’t know what the hell they want to eat, therefore holding up the line
- people who drive while talking on their cell phone
- drunk faggots
- drunk queens
- drunk me
- faggots who use the term “straight acting”
- faggots who think that “muscular” and “masculine” mean the same thing
- faggots who describe themselves as “muscular” when they are really fat
- faggots who think they are too damn good to talk to you
- faggots who ask you to name AC/DC songs
- faux friends who love to create drama (i.e. my Archenemy)
- me being bitter
- people who cannot do anything by themselves
- the personal trainers at the gym who try to sell you their services when you are clearly in the middle of your workout (and with your iPod blasting into your ears)
- people who invite themselves along
- those “bi-curious” personal ads on craigslist
- faggots who label themselves “bi” even tho they throw up just a little anytime a vagina is mentioned (I’m sorry but wanting to fuck Madonna doesn’t cut it as you being “bi” – newsflash: that bitch is a tranny!)
- people who claim they are “ok” with a certain issue, but totally give you attitude when that issue arises
- drastic mood swings
- people who carry grudges for other people (i.e. my Archenemy’s sibling)
- people who are nosey and riffle through my belongings and/or e-mails
- controlling individuals
- high maintenance persons
- clingy bitches
- not being able to retreat
- repetitiveness
- not being seen as an individual
- persons who meddle
- Jo Polniaczek's peasant dress!

Holy shit, I guess I could go on and on, but I think I’ll stop there. Apparently many things annoy the fuck out of me – which is pretty normal. I personally think that everyone has a huge list of annoyances. Most people just never vocalize them. Oh well. To each his own.