Grrrrr

I am becoming a crank. I know, I know. "Becoming?"

Anyway, really. I find that more and more little things bug me more and more and I find myself more inclined to speak out about them. "Ah, fuck it! Rargh!" That sort of thing. On the one hand, I'd say it's nice that I'm being more assertive, on the other, I am more often than not a total jerkface about whatever it is that's pissed me off.

The good news, of course, is that ladies LOVE cranks! Have you heard women talk about Hugh Laurie on House? They simply cannot get enough of his hot crankitude. Am I right, ladies? No? Oh, please. Like you loved Hugh Laurie back when he was mugging on Black Adder. (Those of you who actually did, ignore that.)

So if I bite your head off for some imagined slight, please remember that I still love you and do not actually curse both you and your first-born. Probably.