What in the hell is my problem? I just got into an e-fight with someone I’ve never met over Apple computers. Now I’m so mad my heart is racing and I’m projectile crying because something has to shoot from my body because all the pent-up, steamy anger is going to make explode if something doesn’t give.
Seriously. Am I fucking insane? Why do I let this get to me. Dear Internet, do you ever let this get to you and then feel like a complete idiot for letting someone you don’t even know get to you?
For instance, Internet, there’s a woman online that I hate with the passion of a thousand burning suns. I hate her in the most 8th grade, juvenile way. I hate her so much that I want to exclude her and leave snarky comments on her web site that I cannot help myself but to read. I even have snotty little nicknames for this woman that I use with my friends.
Why do I hate her? Because she’s snarky and judgmental and can’t form a fucking opinion unless it’s about me and how I write (or do not write).
This is not the point. The point is, Internet, is there something wrong with me because I let these people get me so mad I can’t see straight or it is you, Internet, that has the problem?
Oh my God Internet. I think I just have too much pent up passion and have nothing else to waste it on except petty squabbles and debates. Clearly I need my head checked because I can’t even let the blissful notion that tomorrow night at this time I will be basking in the multiple orgasms that will be provided by the music of Andrew Bird and Wilco.
I am going to go bang my head against the wall to see if this helps dissipate some of my pent up anger.
Love you lots,
P.S. I just gave this about 6 seconds more thought and it’s me. It is totally, totally me because I just remember that whenever I read really bad short stories or books it makes me just as angry (well at least almost as angry, I don’t projectile cry over bad short stories).