yes!

Ok, so i'm gonna call tonight an unqualified success. There were three points of strength that i shall tell you about.

First, was the start of my day. Admittedly, this was fairly late in the day compared to when others wake up. I require several hours to "warm up" so that i can be ready to face the world. So, when i was driving to work at 5 ( i told you it was pretty late to be considered the start of a day) I happened to see a unicyclist along the feeder road of the highway. Naturally, i gawked as i approached. Its a freaking unicycle, on the highway. Add to that the one was really huge, like 3 feet diameter. So cool. So i slowed. Fortunately, i was not in any accident, cause i took quite a number of safety -related liberties just then. As i passed in the far lane, the car in the nearby lane slowed to gawk as well, as this happened, the car behind was gawking, but not slowing down.

COLLISION

It was so cool! I got to see the whole thing played out, and it seemed in slow motion, i saw the second driver mouth "Pinche!" before he knocked the bumper off the car in front. so good.

The second thing was that i became a crusader for gay rights today. At work, there was a fairly important B-ball game on, and thusly, it was packed full of orange-shirted buffoonery, accented by this one fucking guy wearing a UT shirt on the back that said "OU...SUCKS! Okla-Homo" Now, im a man who likes his gay jokes as much as the next red-blooded american

But for some reason, this incensed me more than ive been in a while. I stewed for about an hour, then pledged i would speak my mind if he came up and tried to order something "you get out of this store, this is no place for hate-mongerers, you small-minded bigot!"

but of course, that chance came and went, and he ordered food without getting a piece of my mind.

But he doesnt have the upper hand. Not by a long shot.

cause he ate my booger.

...I promised i wouldnt ever sink that low, but it felt so right, and in a way, was. No change gets enacted these days with words. Harsh times call for harsh measures

Im not exactly proud of myself for losing my temper in such a way. It wasnt very zen of me, honestly, and i could have handled it a hundred other ways. But how will he learn? Well, he wont learn from this cause im sure he'll never find out. But if youre out there, hater, i want you to know, there shouldnt be a place for hate in your heart. cause then all people want to do is put boogs on your pizza pie.

I had a really good third one too, but i forgot what it was so we're gonna go with this one instead. Now that face sweater is officially over (pending pictures proving i dont look like skinny grizzly adams....sarah!) Ive got a new physical extremity project. No, im not gonna get in shape. Thats for fairies and chumps. No, im gonna grow my nails out really, really long. Now, ive had a bad problem with biting my nails, exacerbated by me quitting smoking a while back, and not having anywhere positive to turn my oral fixation. (ladies, im still looking...)

Therefor, my hands are always torn up and gross looking. Now, given the shallow guise of lent, ive been able to have a reason enough to quit doing something bad. This is it, i suppose. So, in typical fashion, im gonna let this get way out of control. I want to have coke fiend nails. I want to be able to click my creepy, curving over fingernails on the counter like a empty-headed, gum-chewing secretary. Update soon enough.

That about all shes got, forks

-nevets