i had my own little personal tantrum yesterday. you shoulda seen it. it was beautiful. i was just mad at the world. i was so close to j.d. salingering myself i am not even kidding. our apartment was a mess, the dog rolled in horse manure on a walk and was a mess, we went to wash the car at our apartment's car wash thingie and this guy was there washing his shoes, for chrissakes. and he just wasn't getting the hint that we had our car waiting for him to finish scrubbing the vomit off his shoes or whatever it was.
then i tried to chill and finish reading my book and my dog (de-manured at this point but still smelling a little earthy and oaty) would not stop staring at me. it was like i was possessed and only the dog could see it. hmmmm. maybe i was...
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