I was also going to say that um, it annoys me that so many walk/don't walk signs in this town never seem to change to "walk." And also that in front of my apartment there's no crosswalk, and I don't want to walk all the way to the nearest one sometimes, and there's always traffic coming, and whenever it thins out in one direction, it starts coming from the other direction long enough for the first direction to pick up again, so it makes me decide to cross half the street at a time. Get to the middle then wait for the other half to clear up. But I do this and a car coming from that direction stops to let me pass. And it pisses me off, cuz I'm standing there waiting for him to pass. Why do I get annoyed at people for wanting to help me, especially when I'm the one in the wrong and I damn well know it? I feel mad at people for not knowing what crazy-ass ideas are in my messed up head.

Nah well, I hate everything. At one point today I was imagining someone asking me if I was happy. Because here I am on my day off, walking around and not always getting quite where I want to go, and it's sprinkling out so I get wet, but it's not really raining so I refuse to open my umbrella. And I always have things in my head annoying me, always. So I imagine someone asking if I'm happy, and I'm like "Happy? What's that?" and I imagine a friend of mine (I'm not actually imagining real people here, just hypothetical people) saying to me, "it's like when you're watching cartoons." And I'm like, "oh, that. Um... not exactly, I guess, but it could be worse." I dunno, I had some fun today, I guess. Sort of.