things I don't ...

In the greater scheme of yinny-yangyness, and as for every action there is an equal and opposite reaction, thus to balance:

Arguments: particularly circular ones. Answers to questions that are only obvious after it's too late: being a slow-brainer.
Blood, guts, innards, giblets and offal. I accept I own a certain quantity of my own, and am hugely thankful mine appear to be in working order without any conscious intervention. I have huge admiration for doctors and butchers. Two jobs I would fail miserably at.
Cold. Can't abide the cold. I'd sooner be too warm than too cold any day. Consumerism.
Doubt: it's a killer. (And more literally: doubt it's a killer)
Everything and everybody: sometimes. Thankfully not too often.
Forgetting stuff, things, erm... and that other one.
Guitar Guilt: the guitar gathering dust behind my sofa.
Having a Headful of Half-baked ideas. The thoughts that haven't yet seen the light of day, but might be worth working on.
Imperial measurements: One day we'll be able to measure time in metric too. That will be good.
Justification and blame: sometimes it just is
K ... erm ... Keep thinking...
Lost time: Time can be well-behaved and ordered, keeping a pace with a day's activities. Then three or more years nip past in a little less than a fortnight. I don't get it, and I don't much like it either. (It's a known fact that once you notice this, if happens more and more often. Sorry.)
Mosquitoes: until the day someone proves to me they have a purpose above and beyond causing itchy bites, keeping malaria going, and making that high-pitched squeally noise.
Negativity & pessimism, in their many shapes and forms. (So this list has been a valuable exercise for me: it is so much harder to compile than the "I Love" List. I must be a positive person!) Nosiness and Noisiness
Oh, um ... indecision.
Pretentious twaddle: for a long time I evaded an even remotely arty career path fearful of one day hearing myself utter phrases like "homogenising a retro style and post-Victorian chic with the essence of a rural Tuscan farmhouse", "distinct, yet subtle; bold and unassuming", and the like. (I'm older now, and like living life closer to the edge. However, if you catch me twaddling, please search me down and sedate me until it passes. Again, thank you). Packaging and Plastic bags: bain of the modern world.
Queuing: despite being British.
Rules, Regulations and Recipes: I don't have any trouble with the concept, but I don't have the knack of following them..
Sweeping statements: "Everybody says..." "Everybody wants..." "Everywhere you go you see..." Blatantly impossible. Sticky labels on fruit (unless, unbeknown to me, they are nutritious to eat?)
Television: did you know that with prolonged exposure it can suck your soul out through your eyes? Be careful. Typos that show up on the printed page, but elude me on the screen.
Use of the word "sad" in the modern sense. For example: "I like such-and-such, OMG, I'm so sad". No you're not. When you like something, that's a happy thing. Please grasp the meaning of a word before using it.
Viruses, bugs and glitches: Virtual and "real". Vodka.
Waste (of resources, time, anything else important). Wishy-Washy Woolliness: I lapse into this on occasion.
X ...nah... not in the English language anyway
Yelling: it hurts the throat or ears, depending on perspective of yeller or yellee. Rarely constructive.
Zzzzz... yes, I'm bored now too.

...still with me? feel free to go and lie down if you need to. I'll be waiting here...

...now where were we?