Squirrel PDA On A Bridge Would Be My Worst Nightmare

Ok, I had a post written sending out love to some of my favorite bloggers but I'm having the WORST time narrowing down the list because everyone is so fucking cool. So what I'm gonna do today instead is pick one of the past Blog Every Day in May topics from Jenni (specifically day 3) and do it now. And then post my love letters very soon.

Day 3 (aka 8)
Things That Make Me Uncomfortable

PDA.
Ok you're in loooooove. Perfect. I mean I am too but I'm not shoving my tongue in my boyfriends ear or rubbing inapprops areas of him at a restaurant bar. Relaxxxx. You really could have just stayed home. I mean there is a right way and a wrong way to do it. Hold hands, smile at each other, rub their back, even play a little footsie. No makeout sesh or dry humping. Please and thank you.

Squirrels.
I hate them. Like H A T E. They're horrible rats with a godforsaken bushy tail. They are also assholes. Also, they kind of scare me. I almost had a panic attack once at a park near us because they were fucking everywhereeee. Also I used to make my friends walk with me across our college campus and chase the squirrels away. Remember that Tori and Allison?

Basically how I picture them.

Bridges.
Unless it's the kind that's in a garden I hate it. I especially hate driving over bridges. I feel like something could go wrong any minute. Maybe I've seen too many thriller/action movies where there is always someone going off the side of a bridge. It's the worst feeling. When I'm driving I have to be in the center lane or I freak out. I'm better if I'm a passenger but if we can avoid a bridge then do it. I had an actual panic attack going over the George Washington Bridge in NY. Fuck that bridge. It's 2 levels and I lost my gps signal and started hysterically crying. Completely unsafe.

Drinking milk.
Really tho. I can't stand milk. I think it tastes awful and looks creepy and the after taste is even worse than when you're drinking it. I hate watching other people drink it. Tom likes milk cuz he's gross. We never have milk in the apartment but he got some at some point without me knowing and poured himself a glass. I saw him, clarified it was indeed milk and then called him a weirdo. CUZ IT'S WEIRD. He thought I was the weird one for not liking milk. ICK.

Doing The "we totally don't like each other but heeyyyy!" Thing.
When I'm dunk yea it probably has happened but only with people who I did like at some point. I spend time with the people I WANT to spend time with. If you are at a bar or mutual friends house but we haven't talked in a year, go away. I'm all set. I'm super social and have a very bad balance of sweet/bitch in me and I hate having to navigate that sitch. Just say "hi" (don't be a dick) and then never talk to me again. If I don't have your number in my phone I will be happy pretending like you don't exist.

linking up with Jamie and Bre