Note: Lately, I’ve noticed that when I do the WLOH, I start focusing more on the negative things around me than the positive, and I become kind of a shithead. I don’t like that. So, despite the therapeutic value of venting to the whole Interwebs, I’m wrapping it up for now. This may or may not be the final installment, based on how life is going. If I do ever bring this back, it’ll be a Thursday-scheduled feature, and I’ll counterbalance it with a Friday-scheduled recurring post called the Weekly List of Awesome.

So, without further ado, let’s run down what might be the last WLOH ever.

• Having WLOH writer’s block until Thursday.
• Falling behind the curve on my short story submission plan for 2010. Had been planning on getting six in circulation, have zero so far. Need to get one out in March and one out in April.
• Overdrafts and the ridiculous costs associated with them. This is like the first time in YEARS that this has happened to me. I’m so damn pissed with myself right now.
• That I feel guilty for laughing my ass off at commercials for products I’ll never use. Specifically, Old Spice — I think their new campaign is really funny, but I’ll never, ever, not-in-a-million-years use their product. “Don’t smell like sunsets and baby powder. Smell like jet fighters and punching.” Yes! But not with that branding!
• I used to always double-space between a period and the start of a new sentence, and recently learned that the new black is a single-space. I’ve been trying to adapt to that, and it’s been making a mess of things. Writings include both types of spacing, and the end result is a friggin’ mess that I have no desire to go back and clean up. (So what I’m saying is: live with it, dammit.)

• Buying a book because of the positive reviews only to discover that it’s a festering pile of shit that I could have written in my fucking sleep.
• The constant state of being hungry that comes with training for road season. Is this what pregnancy feels like? Seriously, even looking at cat food makes my stomach growl sometimes. And it’s not like I’m not eating.
• Being stupid and not getting AppleCare on my first iPhone. (Got it with the new one this week, though.)
• Minor writer’s block.
• Smug-ass Prius drivers. I want to cockpunch the lot of you.
• Whomever the marketing communications drone is for one of our local radio stations? Your ads that refer back to the website drive me batshit. Specifically, “Go to our website, call-letters.com, keyword whatever.” NOBODY BUT AOL USED “KEYWORD” — IT DOESN’T REFER TO ANYTHING ANYMORE. When I go to your site what am I supposed to do? Use search? Type in ‘call-letters.com/whatever’? Hunt around for a button? Argh. (Okay, this has been bugging me for awhile, the level of vitriol here has built up a bit. I feel better now.)
• That it’s constantly freezing in my office.
• Having an idea for an entry on this list, opening up the file, and by the time I get there, the idea has already escaped.

• People that live vicariously through their children to the point where they use their kids’ images instead of their own on their Facebook profiles.
• Walking out of a meeting and thinking, “We really needed to spend 45 minutes on this? It’s a 5-minute subject.”
• Foot cramps while in the middle of my workout.
• The insane cost of CNC’ed materials in small batches. Economies of scale can be so annoying.
• Not having won the lottery yet. Not that I ever will, mind you. It’d just be helpful about now.
• The devil you know.
• The devil you don’t.
• Having to wait 12 weeks until the start of racing season (the Durand Road Race).^*

* On the other hand, this is a good thing. I need the training time.

• Ingrown beard hair on my neck.
• Bad customer service at LensCrafters.
• Cleaning up cat puke.

Pretty short list. Turned out to be a pretty good week.

I let my old Daily List of Hatreds domain lapse, because I realized I didn’t have enough rage/angst to actually write a list every day. I think, however, that I might have enough things that annoy me in a given week to make this a regular feature. We’ll see.

This week:

• The slow healing wound on my left thumb, where I turned it to hamburger on a wire-brush wheel on the bench grinder last weekend. Pissing me off — keeps splitting open and bleeding.
• My iPhone. The piece of shit only works in speakerphone mode now. I’ve tried doing the complete reset and nothing seems to change. Lame!
• The stationary trainer. No more tedious method of riding a bicycle exists at this time. And I have a 90-minute session on it tonight. Ugh. Can you say “audiobooks”, bitches? I knew you could!
• My utter lack of a social life lately. It sucks balls.