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Sometimes I'm in the mood...

...and sometimes I'm not. Now I'm not. And it's terrible, I know, but I'm all out of compassion and patience for the moment, so I'm not appreciating the lovely socio-economic and mental health diversity of my neighborhood. So for right now, I just want everyone to stop asking me for money when they're strung out, stop shuffling around with wild eyes, stop dressing up in women's clothing and makeup if you're a man, stop mumbling incoherently. Just stop being crazy. And if you are going to be crazy, then please just stop being in front of me all the time.

(I'm awful)

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There must have been another screaming woman on your walk home this day. Maybe the women really aren't screaming; maybe you have an extrasensory perception when it comes to women, like Mel Gibson in that piece-of-trash movie with Helen Hunt. Ever thought about that? :-D
More than you know.