100 Words, 100 Days: Day 37. On Anger Management.

Going back to what I said earlier in the week about achieving a kind of serenity, life being what it is gotten in the way of my good intentions. It is said that God laughs when we tell him our plans. Well, from today onward, I’m telling him nothing. Nada. Zip. Zilch.

Take that, God. Put that in your pipe and smoke. See how you like being ignored.

What I need now is a punching bag. When I get one, I’m going to fill it with bits of serenity, then beat, squash and punch it to an inch of its life.

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5 responses to “100 Words, 100 Days: Day 37. On Anger Management.

  1. May I just say in my defense, this was yesterday. By last night, all stress and anger had vanished in a puff of purple smoke. The bag got punched, then all was well.

  2. Taking on the big man and punching serinity all at the same time, assuming you’re not beating on Cap’n Mal’s Firefly Class ship, I’m all for it.

  3. Deep breaths, darling.
    Deep breaths.
    Feel better?
    No?
    Then you fucking well punch the shit out of that bag, you hear?! Lay in some good ones for me too!!
    *#*

  4. Nothing like a little mindless violence to soothe the nerves and keep the natives in line.

  5. wow remind me not to stand next to you in the next lightning storm…lol

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