He was ranting. Gesticulating wildly. His face was red as a sea?

Huh?

'I missed the first period and a half of the hockey game because i'm a stupid idiot. are you proud to know a stupid idiot? because that's me, right here. stupid idiot.'

she stifled a laugh.

'how could they start the hockey game at 7? it was in san jose. that's like 6 pacific. who starts a game at 6 pacific? its should start at 730 pacific, 830 our time. people aren't even done supper at 6 pacific. they probably lost out on viewers to meatloaf. can you believe that? losing out to meatloaf. how sad is that.'

She tried to calm him, but she couldn't take his tantrum seriously. Her eyes rolled invountarily. Luckily his were to far from their sockets to catch the look.

'I can't believe i missed the first half of the game. i'm such a stupid idiot.'

He was stomping now.

'And of course all the important goals were scored in the first period and a half. so I missed all the important goals!!! and what was i doing? listening to some monk tell me how to make myself happy. you know what would make me happy? i'll tell you what would make me happy. If i wasn't a stupid idiot who missed the first period and a half of the hockey game that would make me a hell of a lot happier.'

sigh...

- posted by Sigurd5/12/2004 10:18:00 AM