Don't you hate it when you get a drink from a fast food place, drink it for a while and then, judging form the coldness and weight, think there's more drink left in it but when you drink it you find it's just the leftover ice. Then someone kicks you in the balls. i HATE when that happens!
There's something about John Mayer's Room for Squares that makes me want to live in a studio apt. in NY with hardwood floors and a nice view. and this coming from a country boy.
Hating someone is so much easier than liking someone, because if you hate someone it doesn't matter if they hate you back. On the otherhand, if they hate you back, it isn't nearly as rewarding as if someone likes you back.