I swear I’m about ready to give in to that primal kindergarden urge to solve all my problems by biting the person who is pissing me off. One good chomp and the issue would be gone. I’d probably get fired, but…. might be worth it. Probably not, but the fantasy is kind of nice. The look of abject shock (shock and awe, folks! you know you love it). Yeah, it’d be funny as all hell.
Tonight is gonna be funky, but at least tomorrow night I get to go to the range and blow shit up. That will be a lovely thing, I’m thinkin. Yes indeed.
Oooh! and on a brighter note… Cashmere. Oooooh. Aaaaahhhh. I’m finally learning how to spin the bag ‘o cashmere that I found on eBay ages ago. I’m very excited, and it’s coming out wonderfully. I’m really digging it. I’ll post pictures… uh…. this weekend. Yeah. That’s the ticket.
That’s my story, and I’m sticking to it.
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