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Red (over at The Cupcake Tent) has a list of 20 things she doesn't like that "everyone" else does.
Since I'm a contrarian--gets up to check the dictionary for the spelling of that one, and hopes that, for once, she doesn't forget what word she's looking up by the time she gets to said dictionary--Um, apparently "contrarian" isn't a word, but "cosmopolite" is, and I'm totally one of those, too.
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Since I'm a contrarian (yay, internet), a cosmopolite (sensing a new favorite word?), and days like today always make me happy (hot sun, cool fall breeze, I'm wearing tights), here's my list of "20 Reasons Why You Probably Shouldn't Like Me", except mine are all things I like that no one else seems to. Or at least, things that the sort of people I tend to populate my social circles with proclaim to dislike. Or something to that effect.

1. Let's begin at the beginning, shall we? I know I've mentioned it before, but James from Twin Peaks. I began by pretending I was in LUV with James because I thought it was funny, and everyone else in the Twin Peaks Club at Pitt (that's totally not even the nerdiest thing in this post, I'm warning you) audibly hated him.
2. Scrubbing things. Not often, mind you, but I'll take getting-rid-of-the-dirt cleaning over organizing-my-crap cleaning any day of the week. This is a rarity in the World of the Librarian.
3. While we're in the World of the (Public) Librarian, the Dewey Decimal System can kiss my ass. Library of Congress all the way, fools!
4. There are a bunch of verboten color combinations I really like, but I'm still planning a fall fashion blog at some point. This is my attempt to not be repetitive for once.
5. Arrogant, somewhat asshole-ish boys. Not for any kind of big, important relationship, mind you. Just for hanging out, making out fun. In my (very limited) personal experience, whiny sensitive boys just get scared off, never tell you, and you're left wondering what you did wrong to this nice boy. With assholes, there's no surprise when they never call you again. Sometimes with "nice" boys, you feel like you're waiting for the other shoe to drop.
6. Faux-hippie pop songs from the 60s. Like, the kind of song with lyrics such as, "I think you're groovy/we should go to a movie" or, really, the majority of the Donovan oevre.
7. Gas stoves. Screw that electric noise.
8. Old apartments with character. Yes, my air conditioning doesn't work, trying to use a level to hang shelves and things is futile because the floors are all uneven, and half the walls have water/mold stains, but I'll be much happier than in something that looks like a motel room. Until my bathroom ceiling falls in, that is.
9. Grey days. I like rain, too, but I really love those overcast weeks in February and November when everything becomes monochromatic until you break out the hot pink scarf or tapestry-patterned swing coat.
10. Ice cream and french fries together. Actually, I suspect this is something a lot of people like, they just don't admit to it.
11. I'm not a children's librarian, to the point of getting offended whenever anyone makes the mistake that I am one (TEENS, dude.), but I still keep up with new picture books.
12. TEENAGERS. I think the number one question your average teen librarian gets asked (or maybe #2, after "So, you mean like Sweet Valley High?") is, "Why? How can you stand them?" And then I wonder how many of those people have ever had to, say, figure out why a toddler book is sticky, or have a poorly disciplined five year old throw a Veggie Tales video at them.
13. Mixing silver and gold jewelry. Although Jackie's all about this, too, I think.
14. Pretentious avant garde, nonnarrative film. Especially if it in some way comments on the nature of filmmaking, or the materiality of film itself.
15. Dinosaurs. And I don't just mean, I wanted to be a paleontologist when I was 5 like everyone else (actually, I wanted to be an astronaut when I was 5. When I wasn't playing Library, that is). I mean Ross on Friends, was excited to go home in part to see the tiny feathered dino fossils from China, recognized Sue the T-Rex on a friend's fridge, like dinosaurs.
16. Same with mummies, things they've pulled out of peat bogs, and the early middle ages.
17. Overly earnest lo-fi bedroom 8-track pop.
18. Pictures of strangers, like the ones abandoned at thrift stores.
19. Bad sitcoms. I try to watch every new sitcom, every fall, at least once. Most of them I only watch once, but still--I'm fascinated by the format of the cheesy, overdone sitcom, and all its slight permutations. I always thought the Bloomfield apartment (yuckiest. roommate. ever. well, of mine.) would be good sitcom material. The theme song would be The Replacements' "Heyday". Tiff and Cara, would, of course, be the wacky neighbors.
20. "On the Air". Poor, poor, "On the Air". No one likes you; David Foster Wallace HATES you. But I think you're keen.