I hate clothes dryers. They shrink things and set in stains and use energy. Part of the reason I'm so anal about doing my own laundry is that it's the one sure-fire way to make sure that no unthinking fool puts it in a dryer.
I love living in a place where I can line dry stuff most of the year. If I can't, the shower rod works fine, but it's one of the best things in the world to be able to pin my clothes up in the sun. They smell like Arizona when I bring them inside.
Listening to: Sweet Home Alabama
Reading: Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix