I love Chenin Blanc.
I like Sauvignon Blanc.
I dislike red wine.
I love HELVETICA.
I like Calibri.
I dislike Comic Sans.
I love bold.
I like italics.
I dislike bold italics and underline used together.
I love rooibos tea.
I like earl grey tea.
I dislike peppermint tea.
I love citrus fruit.
I like apples.
I dislike guavas.
I love Jimmy Carr.
I like Stephen Wright.
I really dislike Leon Schuster.
I love the smell of jasmine and lavendar.
I like the smell of crushed grass.
I dislike the smell of dog shit on my shoe.
I love the smell of a puppy.
I like the smell of my dog’s feet.
I dislike the smell when my dogs’ farts.
I love Game of Thrones.
I like Fargo.
I dislike Nashville.
I love Depeche Mode.
I like Katie Perry.
I dislike Mariah Carey.
I love finding shoes that fit me.
I like finding shirts that fit me.
I dislike finding maternity wear that fits me.
I love the fact that I look better than I think I do.
I like the fact that I think I am actually not as socially awkward as I constantly tell myself I am.
I dislike the fact that I am my own worst and most critical critic.
I love that moment when you are struggling to recall a word, and then it just pops into your head out of no where. Usually at an unrelated time.
I like that moment when you incorrectly pronounce a word, and no one notices, so it gives you a chance to say it again before someone corrects you.
I dislike that moment when you realise that someone is not listening to you when you are talking.
I love the smell of bacon in the morning.
I like the smell of coffee brewing in the morning.
I dislike the smell of dog pee in the morning.
I love being with people who make me laugh, and who are genuinely interesting.
I like being with people who have their own level of crazy.
I dislike being with people who have body hygiene issues.
I love that moment as you are about to go to sleep next to someone and both of you just relax into each other.
I like that moment as you are about to go to sleep when you remember that tomorrow is Monday. And Monday is a public holiday, which you had forgotten about until just then.
I dislike that moment as you are about to go to sleep when you hear the bathroom door banging. You know it is just going to carry on banging, until you get out of bed and go and close it.