Forget the damn dog, beware of owner… I don’t know why I feel like biting everyone today. Not that I’m apologizing for it. If I damn well feel like snarling at every single person to cross my path, I have that right. I just don’t know why I feel that way.
It can’t only be for the joy of watching people scurry out of my way as I walk down the hall. ~big evil grin~ But, as noted recently, it’s an excellent day for writing Eve. It’s not always easy to come up with the anger to write her, I never waste it when I’ve got it.
Now if I could just convince people that when I say “eviscerate” that’s what I mean, and they should start running now…