That is my motto for life. At least, starting yesterday. I think I've just gotten to the point where I can look at someone and they realize that I'm probably battling the urge to shove them into a blender...so they stop whatever they are doing and slink away. That happened to me yesterday. I was tired and about nine people felt it was their duty to tell me that I looked as bad as I felt, I'd just been dealing with fake-ass friends, and wasn't in a good mood. This kid, who I swear needs a helmet, was being so annoying I was contemplating gouging my eardrums so I wouldn't have to listen to him, and finally someone asks me to step in. (See, I don't just involve myself anymore b/c I always get into trouble...) But anyway, I smile and start to get up (b/c the thought of shutting this kid up makes me really happy) and before I can even get fully out of my chair the kid screams: NO! I'LL STOP I SWEAR! JUST PLEASE DON'T COME OVER HERE!!!! And I just look at him in surprise. You see, physically I've never harmed this kid, other than like, scuffles when we were younger, and so I really don't know why he's so scared of me. B/C not only have I not harmed him, I don't intend to. But it amused the heck out of me.

I sat back down and enjoyed myself after that, until the stupid little thing decided to bruise me. Then I threw stuff at his face. But I wasn't aiming and missed. (Partially b/c I was tired and partially b/c I don't want to give him any excuse to sick his parents on me.) May I point out that this kid is a year older than me and nine inches taller? Not to mention he's taken like 4 years of taekwondo? I just really don't get it...

Other than that life hasn't been too exciting. I've been tired like, since last week. I think I'm an animal that hibernates by nature and that since I didn't hibernate this year, I'm extra tired to make up for it. At least, that's what I intend to tell my boss when I fall asleep at work tomorrow.