Usually I get angry-truly angry-about once or twice a year. Maybe three times, but that's rare. And when something does finally push me over the edge, the key is to LEAVE ME ALONE! Last year it was a well-aimed snowball that was my undoing. When it was all over, an innocent hockey stick was split in two over a goalpost, basketballs and volleyballs abused, and my hand bruised against a stud-inforced wall. And...today it was being denied access to a video game. How stupid I am. How utterly stupid.
Tonight I have a very, very short fuse.
I am very much looking forward to the break...
The musings, laughter, anguish, and tears of a Stickman living the life drawn for him by the Artist. "I must learn to serve the Artist first, His pen directs my path. He breathes life into these worn-out sticks, And stickmen will see at last."
About Me
- MRJ
- Poor. Student. Firefighter. EMT. Kind. Optimistic. Shy. Dreamer. Fool. Happy.
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