A Tale of Two Atrocities

In my penultimate entry I mused that I only wrote when unhappy and/or whining. This is not going to be the entry to correct that statement.

( Since this is a public entry, I do have a few requests for anyone inclined to comment on a diagnosis mentioned in the first part. If you end up deciding to comment, please read this first. )

Thank you in advance.
( Road Rage )

( Oh yes, we'll treat you all right. )

I've spent the last few days in conflict. My gut tells me I need to throw up; my gut instinct says I need to throw things. Thank goodness for Final Fantasy XI, which allows me to kill bestial quasi-humans and semi-sentient plants instead of the proxies I'm assigning them, all with no fear of jail time.