Wednesday Jul 10, 2002

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I hate screaming children. Not so much just to hate them really, but just because 99.9999% of the time there's not a damned thing I can do to stop them.

I never used to consider myself a control freak, but I guess I am, and screaming children are a blatant reminder of the fact that I'm not really in control of anything. I don't like being reminded.

But you know what I hate even more? Mothers who let their kids cry and run around like lunatics OUTSIDE MY APARTMENT DOOR and don't do anything about it except scream down the hallway at them. GROWRRR!!!

I think life would be a lot easier if I could just go completely loony and live in a psych ward and drool all ovr myself. Wouldn't that be fun? Wouldn't it?

I need sleep.
solisis:
I've dwelled intensely on the prospect of isolation. I figure that I could just spend my life conditioning the underhalls of a missile silo into my own miniature city like the ones at golf n stuff, you know... complete with secret passages and treasure. Then I die off and will it to some distant family member who will find much adventure in perusing the minitropolis I've created. It would be much easier than feigning the status quo.
Children. I used to carry a tiara around cause it silences little girls who are crying or acting unruly. I used to attend religious meetings for no good reason other than to learn the lifestyle in effort to argue it from an educated standpoint and without fail some little girl would cry or misbehave. So I'd put a tiara on her head and she'd shut up. Every girl wants to be a princess and fortunately little girls are easily distracted. Like an animal her focus shifts with any opportunity.

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