Defcon 76 is approaching...

I'm about to snap. I can feel it...the urge to crack. It's creaping around in my brain like a bad smell in a movie theater. If anyone reads this in time, pray for me; that God would grant me the self control to not tear someone apart today. I hope Ashton is done with me soon. I want to go home! ARGH! What a stupid day. Tell your friends NOT to come in today. I do understand why some turn to the bottle though. Until Next Time,

The Armchair Ex-Postal Worker