I don't have a lot of hangups. I don't like short pants. (It's been years since I wore them.) I guess I associate them with little kids and, being the youngest in my family, I've been self-conscious about that. I don't like the word "porridge"--I prefer "oatmeal"--because when I was in school kids used to bother me by singing "I love porridge!" That was their way of calling me a baby, since porridge is something babies eat. I guess my least favorite word is "ignore." And I hate leaving food uneaten, even when nobody else cares if I finish it. And when we had a cottage by the seacoast, I didn't want to swim when the seaweed in the water formed big clumps.
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