... not getting aggravated with stupid people.
I swear, if I wasn't such a people-person, I would really not like people (in the plural, impeding-my-path form).
I love my readers, my family, my friends, most strangers (as individuals), and a fair number of co-workers, former classmates, residents, and students. But there is something inside of me that just gets set on fire when someone ceases to use their brain.
If I wasn't nicer (and anti-murder), I would definitely plot ways to undo some of the social constructs that prevent "survival of the fittest" from happening.
There's a good chance the writer's block I've been experiencing all afternoon has effected my mood. I apologize.
Love always, ~Heather