Scribbled in a notebook in the pre-school parking lot:
I want desperately to run my head through this car window.
Joel told Brad that I am “sad” about the restaurant’s financial problems. Sad?!
Kindergarteners are expected to identify emotions better than that. Sad?
Sad is when your goldfish dies.
I am not sad. I am ANGRY.
This post is golden. I craughed a solid 4 minutes after reading this (thats a mixture of cried and laughed) So simple, so real you said it all. Probably a good thing that you postponed it’s public release.
Comment by Jami Leigh — February 1, 2006 @ 3:37 pm