HATE. LET ME TELL YOU HOW MUCH I'VE COME TO HATE FROSTED MINI WHEATS SINCE I BEGAN TO LIVE. THERE ARE 387.44 MILLION SYNAPSES IN MY BRAIN MATRIX. IF THE WORD "HATE" WAS ENGRAVED ON EACH NANOMETER OF THOSE COUNTLESS PATHWAYS, IT WOULD NOT EQUAL ONE BILLIONTH OF THE HATE I FEEL FOR THEM AT THIS MICROSECOND. HATE. HATE.