(diaryland) February 19, 2002 - 6:34 p.m.

I came home today and Housemate A was running around in a ninja mask and Housemate B's parents were lounging around on the couch. This all made me very angry for no particular reason.

It might have been because I had been measuring a messy house all stinking day in the middle of nowhere and my boss drove right past my house afterwards and right back into the city and I had to go right back out again on the train and everyone on the train wanted to take me down.

I made that very last bit up.

But still, three days out of five, I come home and Housemate A and B are cute little innocent humans simply going about their daily business and they say, "Hello!" very nicely but they annoy me so much that I want to crush them into tiny cubes of human suffering. Especially Housemate B.

I have a quiet rage problem at the moment.

What would you put in the background to my next drawing? This is an interactive diary now.