July 06, 2006

Okay, that's it.

I'm ready to punch someone in the head. Hard. And then I'll laugh, and point, and say stuff like, "Hey, I just punched you in the head, hard, and now I'm laughing at you!"

And if it just so happens that it's the exact right person, I won't even feel bad about it tomorrow. (If it's just a random bystander, I might decide to apologize later on this afternoon.)

Posted by Terry Oglesby at July 6, 2006 08:46 AM
Comments

So what you are saying is that the "toast burning" fellow and the "talking to you while you are in the bathroom" fellow better watch out?

Posted by: Jordana at July 6, 2006 09:42 AM

You better believe it. But they would only be innocent bystanders caught up in my outburst of insensitivity--they are not the one whom my fists of fury crave to pummel.

Posted by: Terry Oglesby at July 6, 2006 09:45 AM

Run for your life! Save your children!! It's... it's....

Possums on the rampage!!!


Aaaaiiiieeeeeeeeee!

Posted by: Grouchy Old Yorkie Lady at July 6, 2006 11:03 AM

And you don't even have the excuse of a broken ankle for being Mr Crankypants.

Posted by: steevil at July 6, 2006 11:35 AM

QUIT ALL THAT SCREAMING! It makes my head hurt.

And Steevil, out of sheer spite, I might go find Dr. Smith and kick him in his leg. (I would feel really bad about that, though.)

Posted by: Terry Oglesby at July 6, 2006 11:42 AM

All that vacation karma- blown to smithereens on the first day back... Dang!

Posted by: Nate at July 6, 2006 02:09 PM

I keep thinking that I will be all calmed down pretty soon.

However, try as I might this has not happened, and therefore, I am still quite up for punching someone in the head.

I've decided it's time for a career change. I'm going to apply for the next billionaire job I see in the paper.

Posted by: Terry Oglesby at July 6, 2006 02:22 PM