I hate it when ... I REALLY hate it when...

Any time now, it will burst forth from the darkest reaches of your mind like a dazzling and awe-inspiring supernova. Your idea was awe-inspiring, wasn’t it? Sure it was!

As proof, I’m writing to tell you that I remembered why I wanted to start an I Hate thread. I broke a fingernail when I tried to open a door that was locked. I hate that.

Aren’t you dazzled and awe-inspired by that bit of near-forgotten info?

I thought so.