Sunday afternoon in the park with george

Been Mr. Crabby pants lately. My fuse has gotten quite short, as almost anything will and usually does set me off.

Thought about going postal this morning. Should of kept my mouth shut when I stated I wanted to take a machine gun to a field of bunnies.

My goal tonight is to be pleasant at work with everyone I interact with, and not to drop kick anyone into next week.

I just want to be left alone. Thats all.