Love:
Singular. (Not in a dodgy way, just for saving me the non-inconsiderable trouble of fabricating frames pretty much exactly like those I’d make for myself, were I were to build frames).
Hate:
Hate costs effort, and it seems odd to waste time / effort on it so I only go so far as being indifferent about things, which requires no effort at all, and makes for a very long list of (subjectively) mediocre products.
It is annoying that you can’t get exactly what you want sometimes; that’s not through a sense of ‘entitlement’ either, it’s just that some stuff simply isn’t made, and there’s only so much you can make for yourself.
(Actually I do hate, and it’s a cruel, slow, intense and viscous hatred, but it’s nothing to do with cycling). 😉