I am so pissed off! And since there is no real reason for me to be pissed off, I think it is an unfortunate side effect from quitting smoking. It has now been over a day since a cigarette has last caressed my lips. And so I fume and thunder. I am pissed off at everything. Absolutely everything. I just came back from the mall by our place, having done some food shopping, and really regret setting foot outside my flat. I had bloody palpitations from being so pissed off over everything. I think I knocked over a couple of slow, senile senior citizens, too.And now that I am home, I am pissed off at our cats for making too much noise. Plus I am pissed off at the stinking winos at the moll for being too..well..stinky. I can still feel their clinging alcoholic miasma around me. As I read the news, I am pissed off at the world for mouring Ahmed Yassin like mother Theresa when the fucker was blown sky high. When I check my left over cash, I am pissed at myself for being broke. And when I look outside and see snow I am pissed off at Finland for being so fucking cold. I guess you now get the general idea.
In fact, there was only one thing so far that sort of cheered me up, Check this out!