“I hate the way you talk to me. And the way you cut your hair. I hate the way you drive my car. I hate it when you stare I hate your big dumb combat boots. And the way you read my mind. I hate you so much it makes me sick – it even makes me rhyme. I hate the way you’re always right. I hate it when you lie. I hate it when you make me laugh – even worse when you make me cry. I hate it that you’re not around. And the fact that you didn’t call. But mostly I hate the way I don’t hate you – not even close, not even a little bit, not any at all.” – Julia Styles (10 Things I hate about you)
I guess this quote means I’m feeling a little romantic, today. It must be the snow storm effect. Trapped. Hot Cocoa. Boots. Or maybe it’s just because I have listened to Michael Buble‘s rendition of Fever, about 20 times in the last 24 hours. Whatever it is, I like it. No downplay.
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