The  current "shit I Hate" v is this fucking little vile-assed creature I have taken-in as a roomate ( wait, that doesn't seem right.  More like: science experiment), for the damn money.  This was meant to slow the rapid trajectory of my financial demise.  This goal has been met.  I'm not as penniless nor  hopeless as I was the months preceding his arrival.   However, I am constantly suppressing my gag reflex cuz this guy is appalling in his lack oh "give-a-fuck what others see when their eyes catch me in their paths".