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Here's where I'm at: rage. Unexplainable overwhelming rage. It's not just the stuff that's fostered by the long-ass hot as hell commutes to and from work, nor it is just the stuff stirred up when trying to compute the idiocy I take in as I walk the streets of Manhattan (walking against the signal on a busy street stroller first?? what the FUCK is wrong with you people?!?), but it's just general all-encompassing anger. I wanna blame the heat. Please let it be because of the heat. Maybe I've just been socializing too much lately and I need to recoup in my BatCave. I'm thinking the museum excursion's going to have to wait this weekend. Montauk should be fun, though.

Seriously, people are just flitting through my mind at random times and the thoughts of 'em alone are pissing me off. Mental health day, plz.