Tag Archives: rage

Let the right one in

I’m not a meek person, by any stretch of the imagination.  When something bothers me, I say so.  When it’s someone I care about that bothers me, I’m nicer about it, but I still say so.  When it’s drunk people … Continue reading

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The world is going crazy and taking me with it.

I started my day pretty well, actually.  A short work meeting, then lunch with a friend.  After lunch I stopped my car by a field because there was a large sandhill crane grazing and I wanted to take some photos … Continue reading

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The cure for everything is a Personal Day.

I had an incredibly long weekend.  It started pretty good but ended up spiraling down into a pit of despair.  I ended up feeling defeated and unwilling to fight back against the onslaught of negativity.  I’m feeling MUCH better now, … Continue reading

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An unfortunate trend.

Lately people around town are being dicks.  Or at least some of them.  Well, maybe I’m just noticing it a lot more.  I dunno what I’m trying to say other than people are dicks.  Is it the internet generation coming … Continue reading

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Safe and sound.

I drove you home in a fucking ICE STORM. ICE RAINED DOWN UPON ME. Fucking tip goddammit.

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