I'm a Passive Aggressive Freak. I've Done a Bible.

It's been raining since the time I've finished my cereal. There's sirens every half hour. There's train tracks somewhere nearby. And I'm lonely. New guy in town who hates people anyway. It's almost four. So about five minutes ago, I heard footsteps out in the hallway and some other kind of noise. The bag is gone. The trash can is here. All right, you passive aggressive freak. If it didn't occur to you to donate it or give it away, I'll try again Wednesday. Well, today's been kind of a loss so far. But it's kind of nice to be with that.