link hereI hate the unhatable. Those things which aren't really the hatee's fault, but that I desperately want to hate them for anyways.
I hate my parents, who can only cough up half of the $100,000 it takes for a the decent school I go to.
I hate that I can't really hate them; hell, they're giving me $50,000 with no expected return.
I hate my boss for knocking open source software, even though his points are entirely valid.
I hate people who go slowly on the highway, even though their going exactly the limit, and I know I should be too.
I hate the Indonesian guy who answers when I try to get a straight answer out of my phone company, but I know it's not his fault; he's just the product of deprioritized customer support and the inevitability of globalization.
I hate people for things that I know are not their fault. And for that reason, I can't get good and angry; I can't give them a good verbal thumping on what their problems are, because it's not their fault.
I hate that for most problems, there is nothing solid to hate.
Jan 15 1:57 PM MST 
