vomitous
or, "It's just like Pet Semetary: you can bring them back but they're never the same."

a cute article from alternet

maybe this is why sometimes i get such strong chemical rushes convincing me that i am in love with things like my bike, bike bag, ibook, etc. forget you silly unreliable humans, i'm cutting you out of the picture! one-upping shahrzad's resolution to only like unattractive people, i am resolving to only like inanimate objects. they never get moody, flaky, cranky, over-apologetic, under-apologetic, or passive-aggressive. someday it'll be like being the old lady with 87 cats, except that instead of having 87 cats, i will have a road bike, a fine-less library card, my Le Tigre CDs, and a bowl of canned green beans.
and all will be good.