Thursday, November 22, 2007
I'm thankful for my anger, this year.
It's becoming incendiary.
No, no, no, not anger at myself. I've never been much for that little bit of keep-'em-down-on-the-farm propaganda.
Outward facing anger. Feels right. Feels good. Even makes me smile...no, make that "grin".
I've been lax at getting back here. So much catching up to do in so many areas. I'm turned this way, though. I'll be back more frequently as the days go by.
Is it still Thanksgiving here? Ah, yes, it is.
[Happy] I salute the gods [Thanks] who've been busily fanning [Giving] the flames of my anger.
Later.
No, no, no, not anger at myself. I've never been much for that little bit of keep-'em-down-on-the-farm propaganda.
Outward facing anger. Feels right. Feels good. Even makes me smile...no, make that "grin".
I've been lax at getting back here. So much catching up to do in so many areas. I'm turned this way, though. I'll be back more frequently as the days go by.
Is it still Thanksgiving here? Ah, yes, it is.
[Happy] I salute the gods [Thanks] who've been busily fanning [Giving] the flames of my anger.
Later.
