Echoes

I wasn't dropping acid. I wasn't hallucinating. The house was shaking. It wasn't a side effect of Catch-22 either. The news confirmed it.

4.7 magnitude 50km from here.


In other news, I find it increasingly difficult to refrain from punching slow walking people on the back of the head. One in particular that happened today involved a bitch who was taking her time strolling in front of me. I started to suspect a conspiracy against me when I was just about to take a turn so as to break free from her when she decided she'll stop right there and then in front of me for reasons I do not wish to know. And to top it off, just when I had enough and tried to overtake her by squeezing through the tiny path her fat ass isn't occupying, she decided to take the same turn and walk at the speed I was walking, thus leaving me stuck in that small path her ass isn't occupying. She even tried to edge pass me to get through the door first afterward. Normally, I'd be glad to let the lady go first, but when there's a conspiracy against me, nope, not going to happen.

I think I should join the Facebook group. Apparently over a million people know how I feel.