things i hate...

living in new york, you inevitably have to touch things many other people have touched, anything on the subway being the big one. since moving here i have become accustomed to this and have developed a hand washing routine that borders on obsessive-compulsive, so i don't really mind it anymore. i just try not to touch my face with my "subway hand", the hand i use to hold onto polls on the train. so i've gotten used to touching all these things. but one thing still creeps me out and i'm afraid always will: a warm toilet seat. i don't care if it's a private or public toilet just the fact that it's warm. just knowing that someone was shitting in the exact same spot minutes or seconds ago always makes me wince. and there's no way to wash my buns the same way i can wash my hands.

yeah, everybody poops. i just don't want to share their butt heat.