It's hot. My arms hurt. I can't feel my feet.
I've tripped on the same step twice and I am seriously ticked off. I broke this wretched diet. I fear that Obon will be the life of me this year. Ironically it's a week to pay tribute to the dead.
The radio is playing the same songs over and over again and it feels like time is slowing down.
I am for famous for syaing stuff like "Sex cures everything" or "if you have a problem there's a drug that can fix it" well not now. Nothing can quelch my anger and I doubt there's a drug that will make me feel better. That's how ticked off I am.
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A pair of powerful spectacles has sometimes sufficed to cure a person in love.
~ Friedrich Nietzsche
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