Did you ever feel like putting your fist through a window?
Or snapping the neck of the next person who opened their mouth in your presence?
Or did you ever want to slam on the brakes of your car just so you could punish the asshole behind you?
Did you ever feel like breaking up everything and everyone that crossed your path in a rampage of wanton violence to satisfy your burning anger caused by a trivial frustration?

I fucking hate Mondays.
6:59 pm - June 24th, 2008
indeed, why only today i spat at a funny looking fella who looked at me sideways, however i had to cycle extremely fast as he began to chase me with an umbrella. fuckin mondays.