things that turn me into a monster

people who walk slow in large groups and then you have to follow them for a little bit and then you finally have a chance to get by them and walk to where you are going and then you are finished and walking back and they are still walking slow and they give you this look like oh there is that girl who walked faster than we did

and they kind of scowl like they are in charge of the sidewalk

it makes me fucking insane

who are you to think you have the right to be mad at me

i’m the one who is mad at YOU and now you’ve flipped it so that i am the bad guy

so then i have no choice but to walk amazingly fast and cut through all of them like the biggest bitch there ever was and i am in a hurry to go save someone’s life but really i am in a hurry to watch television and eat popcorn.

speaking of popcorn

listening to the bag rustle and the popcorn shake around makes me so mad

i can’t describe it

ask fil he knows all about it and he use to appease my mental retardation by letting me pour it in a bowl but now he refuses and so i have to sit through bag rustling and my eyes get squinty and i shush him every ten seconds and lean way forward towards the tv so that i am one with it.