Hummus, hummus, oh how I love thee.
Garlic and lemon and oil and chickpea.

Love: Falafel

Hate: Mayonnaise

Start with Truth. Big T and little t. The only Big T is that there is no Big T, only little t(s), and we make them all up as we go.

Love: stuff.

Hate: other stuff.

I thought until my nose bled and things weren't any clearer. I'm still confused, only now with a bloody desk.

Love: being alive.

Hate: the same.

Much munching makes the cereal sweeter. And easier to swallow.

Love: corn.

Hate: flakes.

I read too much. I guess that is better than doing other things too much. Like heroin.

Love: books.

Hate: needles.

I walked through a field of port-o-potties to get to work and realized that shit stinks.

Love: you.

Hate: your shit.

Someone is talking about stocks and bonds and treasury bills and I realize that money bores me. I should probably get some more.

Love: money.

Hate: making it.