If you happen to be so fucking angry that you can’t fucking see straight you might just have a most excellent evening run.
If you are so completely fucking fed up with the anger-inducing imbeciles that you’ve cried like a girl today (and that fucking pisses you off even more), you might have the kind of run where you accidentally run a few extra blocks–without noticing.
If you’ve yelled at the people that are even theoretically involved in your anger and have loudly complained to those that can offer even half an ounce of sympathy, you might run your standard 4.5 miler five minutes faster than usual–despite the increasing heat.
That’s all.
14 responses so far ↓
Claudette // June 21, 2006 at 9:12 pm |
I wish I had the motivation to have run tonight. Maybe I’d not be saying Fuck so much now.
Must channel this energy as you have and make it work for me, not against me.
Lemon frosting, be mine.
Harmony // June 22, 2006 at 8:09 am |
How you feelin today doll? I wish someone would make me say Fuck so I could get off my lazy ass and walk!!!!!!
Sharkbait // June 22, 2006 at 9:14 am |
Use the anger in a positive way. This was good. Could have been much worse-could have baked a cake and then eaten the whole thing.
Oh wait, that’s me!!
RoarSavage // June 22, 2006 at 9:51 am |
You GO, Girl!
Mr. Anthrope // June 22, 2006 at 12:06 pm |
WTF?
Marci (aka Baby Banana) // June 22, 2006 at 12:15 pm |
Claudette – Yes, it was so much better taking it out on the run, than on the people here, on the Metro, my poor little brain, etc.
Harms – It’s still crap, people are still idiots…but there is nothing I can do about it.
Sharkie – I DID bake last night. Brownies. But it’s ok, I like to bake much more than I like to eat the results. The brownies now belong to one birthday celebrating D-Mac.
Bliss – And GO I did. Miss you chica.
Anthrope – You get it! WTF! And F F F! Sorry if I offended, I needed to get some “fucks” off my chest last night.
MG // June 22, 2006 at 1:07 pm |
Yes…that’s definitely a bad place for a fuck.
Heather B. // June 22, 2006 at 3:28 pm |
You know what would make you feel better? If you baked ME a carrot cake and then I shared it with you.
That’d be awesome.
Anonymous // June 22, 2006 at 4:46 pm |
Running+ heat+ yelling +crying(/) dehydration = heat stroke.
be careful out there
Marci (aka Baby Banana) // June 22, 2006 at 5:12 pm |
MG – Where? My chest?
Heather – Is someone confessing an affinity for carrot cake?
Anon – Ha! You are right, all my electrolytes were seeping out of my eyeballs. Must.be.careful.
I-66 // June 22, 2006 at 10:20 pm |
I just am a fan of the capitalization of the word Fuck here. Jeooci…
liberalbanana // June 23, 2006 at 10:25 am |
I can’t believe I’ve found another blogger with “Banana” in her name, from the DC area, who loves to say “fuck!” This is going to be a good day.
Found you through Ninja — gonna go read some more of your stuff now!
Marci (aka Baby Banana) // June 23, 2006 at 12:02 pm |
And this is funny to me Liberal, because I was warned of you as a competing banana months ago…
I-66 // June 23, 2006 at 3:51 pm |
[raising my hand]