Puppy is still doing well this morning, and eating like a pig. I woke up to an empty basket, and found him sleeping on a pile of laundry. Fucking adorable.
So, it takes a lot to really make me angry. I get irritated, sure, but there aren't many things that make me genuinely mad ... passionately, violently, burning-in-the-pit-of-my-stomach mad. I'll tolerate a lot, I'm pretty passive.
Someone really, really has to fuck up in a big way to get any anger out of me. My first reaction is usually to ignore ... you don't exist to me, and I won't waste any emotion on you. The next stage is more active ... I have rage and i will hold onto it, use it.
It bothers me a bit. I'd prefer to keep things at the "ignore" level ... to actively dislike takes more energy than i like to spend. But some people just don't stop with the stupidity, and I can't help but get that angerdisgustrage feeling.
I love some people, am indifferent toward most, and hate a very select few. Hopefully, they know to stay the fuck away from me and mine. :)
So a ticket for me has been secured ... I'm going to the show tonight, with Justin. Should be interesting. I'm not sure what I'm doing with the puppy for that time, though. I don't want to leave him home ... but I don't want to leave him in the car, it's too cold. I'm sure I'll figure something out.
