All she wants to do is kill, kill, kill: A story of low blood sugar.
Recently, my body has decided that instead of feeling a certain sensation in my stomach to indicate hunger, it will instead manifest the need to eat as rage. Luckily, there are plenty of jackasses in the world to direct this new, sudden, and violent rage towards, such as:
1) Those very special people among us who, when one headlight goes out, are for some reason under the impression that their high beams magically replace the regular headlights, rather than blind the people whom they are following at distances not perceptible by the naked human eye.
2) Those very harried people who are in such a hurry during rush hour traffic that it's okay for them to pass in a double-yellow on a two-lane road regardless of what me they may or may not kill during this endeavor.
3) Those people whose cell phone conversations are so very important that everyone in the several-thousand-square-foot store won't mind hearing them.
4) These students who have worked so hard to moan about their work all semester that they deserve to fly to other countries on their parents' money and act the ugly american while I spend all week grading their shitty papers.
Recently, my body has decided that instead of feeling a certain sensation in my stomach to indicate hunger, it will instead manifest the need to eat as rage. Luckily, there are plenty of jackasses in the world to direct this new, sudden, and violent rage towards, such as:
1) Those very special people among us who, when one headlight goes out, are for some reason under the impression that their high beams magically replace the regular headlights, rather than blind the people whom they are following at distances not perceptible by the naked human eye.
2) Those very harried people who are in such a hurry during rush hour traffic that it's okay for them to pass in a double-yellow on a two-lane road regardless of what me they may or may not kill during this endeavor.
3) Those people whose cell phone conversations are so very important that everyone in the several-thousand-square-foot store won't mind hearing them.
4) These students who have worked so hard to moan about their work all semester that they deserve to fly to other countries on their parents' money and act the ugly american while I spend all week grading their shitty papers.
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