Don't worry; all (2) of you "fans" have to do is wait a little while until this whole girl thing fails spectacularly. Then I'll be in prime form again! Just give it a little time!
I wish I could have been drunk at work today. Well, maybe not. Now, I'm surely not a man of violence, but the thought of clocking the secratary at my job was freakin' funny. She's like 65 or so and one of the worst human beings I have ever known. I know she has her own problems, and I'm trying to be nice here, but damn she sucks. She hates everyone and everything and she is only nice when she wants something. I could go on. Anyway, she was standing in front of her desk bitching to me about something that didn't matter and I wasn't listening, just imagining me with a right hook wiping her out backwards over her desk, pencils and tax sheets and coffee and paper clips flying everywhere, feet all up in the air when she fell over the other side. Terrible, huh? Really terrible. I'm still laughing about it. Anyway, I think I got this weird half-smile on my face and she just stopped talking and walked away.
Huh, that worked. Whatever gets you through the day, eh?
-C