Somebody Talk Me Down….

Do me a favor — somebody figure out a way to prevent me from going over and reading .

Every time I do, it gets worse.

I know that I shouldn’t. I know that it’s just gonna piss me off. But I keep doing it.

At this point, were I to see him in the lanes, I would, in all likelihood, simply walk up and smack him in the mouth. Which is a problem, since he’s a friend of , and often comes over to say “Hi”.