Seething ....

Can't really figure out words for it. My car was vandalized. It wasn't stolen. They destroyed my driver side door lock though. Two other people had their cars totally stolen...all Saturns. Somebody was on a shtopping spree.

Tonight is a great example of the fact that maybe...therapy would be good. At one point my buddy Ben said,"Go ahead..get angry." I'm not. I objectified it. Then I analyzed my objectification to realize I had objectified the situation. Not sure what objectified full means, but in this case its more of a way to describe a detatched method of rationalizing the events that have unfolded in a very analytical manner. Which makes it all the more disturbing to realize that I analyzed my analysis.

For a second there was a flicker of something evil, but then my mind quickly labeled it, boxed it up, and put it on a shelf to collect some dust until it can be dealt with. Those boxes are starting to stack pretty high.

On the plus side, Jaime came and picked Ben and me up. Gave us a ride home, and was able to be the hero tonight. =)