lantairvlea | jerks

I was driving home from work and suddenly this junked-out 80s car that held about 4 Mexicans in it pulled up next to me. I wouldn't have minded if they hadn't incessantly beeped that annoying little squibb of a horn CONSTANTLY, or keept begging for my attention as they waved their arms out the window. To prevent myself from giving them any of the attention they were begging for i bit the ninside of my lower lip, it worked really well, though I think I came close to drawing blood because I was biting so fiercly. They wouldn't leave me alone! Thoughts of smashing their heads in with my club brough an odd satisfaction. I started formulating a plan of what I'd do if they were to presist to follow me. First of all it required an innocent neighborhood I didn't live in and getting them lost in it, the second plan was going to a gas station and hefting my club menacingly as I filled my car. If any of them got within three feet of me they would have been gone, I swear to it.

I suppose it's a good thing that I have no fear in that. I wouldn't be afraid to fight back if I was threatened. If someone threatens those I love, and it came down to it, I wouldn't be afraid to pull a trigger or swing a blade. I'd rather do something than nothing.

I'll be back on Saturday, I think