One of my sister-in-laws (who I once called a fat cunt), and one studio rep who shall remain nameless. That's about it...the two of them keep enough fuel on the fire so I don't have to hate anyone else.

Non-person specific hatred: the sound of birds before I go to sleep, my alarm clock, people who don't use turn signals, people who cut me off in traffic only to drive below the speed limit, Kate Gosselin (not a person), my old cell phone, Mondays.

I know I'm missing some...I'll be back later...this is somewhat therapeutic.