Taking Action

Next time my anger boils over I will be thinking of all the shit that has pissed me off since the last time I have gotten into a physical altercation. Long ago by the way.
Things such as:

• the shitty printer at work that never wants to work
• work computer who wants to be a prick by not letting the audio work
• the pimple that didn't go away for weeks a few months back
• the movie The Goods: Live hard, Sell hard - such a waste of fucking time
• the asshole who parked to close to me in the parking garage 
• Los Suns v. Lakers - I had a sliver of hope....that was doomed
• forgetting my phone at home
• Mr. cricket in my cabinet
• low battery on the vibrator
• broken a/c in my VW in the Arizonian heat or broken car all together
• slow drivers
• BIG FAT LIARS
• the shit that sat in the toilet for hours and smelled up my sanctuary - thanks alot Derek                               
• The list is almost infinite with its contents...

Yes I will be thinking about all of this while donkey kicking a bitch. (I am not sure what that is but may include genital piercing and a shot of vodka...if it is then sign me up!)

I know that when I am in a foul mood I am looking and waiting for someone to fuck with me. Never happens. NEVER. Now, when I feel all chipper then and only then does someone wants to break my dandy ass mood. I don't like to mess up my aura that day so I skip out on the ass kicking.

                                                     Do I look like an ass kicker? Probably not. 

I have always wanted to punch the snot out of someone for looking at me wrong, and while alot of people look at me wrong I have deterred from punching away.

My precious fingers deserve to play. I have been withholding for to long.

Here is one occasion I diverted my fighting ability skills on a bitch:

Jen and I went to Sandbar for a few drinks. Jen was getting hit on by unattractive men, I was drinking my brew. I glanced at my phone a few times. Then my thoughts of why no one texts me was interrupted by some woman who wasn't to unattractive. She asked me how it was going. As me sitting there staring into space wasn't apparent enough, I told her "fine" to make small chat. She asked me if I was seeing anyone. I pointed to my diamond ring and said yes. Her drunk friend comes out of left field behind me. Her (Drunk-ass) friend says "Your ugly anyway bitch!" while stumbling around. I was too shocked at the revelation that I was ugly for this lesbian to answer immediately. They walked away. I was confused. Me and Jen laughed. It was funny.
See I could have crumbled that cunt's cookie box instead I let her drunk ass walk away hair intact.
Damn it. Never again Jenny. Never again!