thinking, "why the fuck are there so many cars on the road at eleven forty fucking five on a fucking thursday???"
when i realized.
good LORD i'm crotchety.
and not in the "and still cute because you're an old lady" way either.
but then the violent femmes's 'Kiss Off' came on the radio.
i turned it up.
and with it my smile.
what a cheerful little angry song.
it made me giggle.
so now the waves of annoyance at the world are receding like a tide.
...unfortunately they're leaving the same smell as a real receding tide.
you ocean folk know what i'm talking about.
mud flats.
ew.
clams?
mmm.
funny how well bitter and sweet go hand in hand.
they're like two halves of a whole.
without one the other is useless, not full--more than just empty.
flacid.
(can you see my evil grin at the way that word might make some of you squirm???)
heeeeeeeeeeeeeee
i am an evil overlord.
i really and truly am.
okay.
back to work for me.
and i'll pretend i'm sitting here naked, if you will.
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