Came home to find Sadie had gotten into the garbage to find cat food cans and lick them clean, leaving the cans strewn. She got a stern lecture, and now she's hiding from me. Rode the bike, only to watch commercial after commercial for the McRib, which is making my mouth water, and the rage builds. I decide to put some spaghetti in the microwave, only to find that Micha has peed on the microwave yet again. I grab him and haul him up to the microwave and douse him repeatedly with water-- he's pissed off, and is now hiding in the basement.
I am angry. I want to break things. I want to yell and scream, get a bulldozer and smash the house to bits.
I don't understand where this comes from. It tastes like frustration, but it's in an entirely new category of anger.
I need...
I don't know what I need.
I am angry. I want to break things. I want to yell and scream, get a bulldozer and smash the house to bits.
I don't understand where this comes from. It tastes like frustration, but it's in an entirely new category of anger.
I need...
I don't know what I need.
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enraged
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or maybe thats what i would need
Or maybe exercising while *not* watching television?
I'll be hot tubbing this weekend.
And McDonald's is bringing back the MCRIB... AGAIN?
First, cat and dog deserved the lecture / dousing. Second, the McRib is NOT good and tasty, it's gross and fatty. Third, I totally get the violent ragey feelings. I get them myself sometimes... and the most mundane things bring it on when I'm under lots of different stressors. This too shall pass.
I know they're bad for me. I declare victory after avoiding getting off the bike and driving to McD's to buy a herd of them and toss 'em in the freezer.
BTW - feeling the rage right now. A client gave me some photos for a newsletter (due to the printer tomorrow). They're .CR2 files. RAW Canon camera files. I'm ready to shit bricks.