The pain was enough to make a shy, bald Buddhist reflect and plan a mass murder.
That’s not just another hyperbolic Smiths lyric, it’s actually how I felt today. Aside from the usual calamities, we had a specialist in class today who decided her primary job was to just shit all over me while talking over my head. Now, I am non-violent, passive, and gentle. Also, I am no twig. However, one thought made itself perfectly clear to me, like a stark page from the typewriter in Atonement. It stood out in my mind as this woman’s trap opened and closed and her eyes shrunk smaller and smaller into her face, like a couple of cobalt splinters.
“You humongous cunt, if you put your hands on me one more time. I am going to pummel your fat face with a fucking hammer.”
On a funny note, I finally paid my phone bill:
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