and, stretch

just one of those days where 99% of humanity is too loud, too eager, too interested in my affairs, and too overbearing. i would like to make a shirt to wear on days like these. on the front it would read, "take yoga." on the back, "so you can stick your nose up your own ass instead of mine."

thankfully some quiet time alone in the apt, my only companions being the melodious air conditioner, my teddy bear fred, and a bowlful of plain yogurt and honey, did much to soothe my soul and stave off any verbal lashings i might have felt compelled to mete out to perfect strangers. pilates class and a DIY-carwash also contributed to my renewed sense of peace and inner rejuvenation. that and escaping all the butt-hurt whiney asstards at work.