Anger is an interesting emotion for me, It doesn't manifest itself much in my life, or at least I don't think It does, maybe my friends and family would disagree with me. But there are some days like today for instance, when your after driving in the pissing rain with a fecking boy racer jammed to the hole of your car, blinding you with his argon super bright lights, for two miles of bendy, holey roads, and then the little bastard beeps at you as he skips by you on a bend, and all you want to do is chase him down, rip the gearstick out of the car and beat him around the head for half an hour. But you can't, so you go to your friends house because thats where you were supposed to go, and more importantly, you promised him you'd be there at half seven only to find out later that he'd gone to a friends house and turned off his phone. So you go home and Stumble on the internet to cool down before you go to bed and you come across the lovely picture to the left, this so called motivator telling you to go and dance out in a storm... all I wanted to do was track whoever wrote the quote, secretly attach a long piece of copper wire to them and hopefully watch lighteneing shoot up there hole as they danced.... Moron...how do you like them apples.
Anger What anger?
Blog (or should that be Rant) Done
