The art of Zen and going to the Lavatory

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Cried. Talked to Mum. Feel better. No more talking of Jim. Unless it's to a psychiatrist. Mum said I didn't so much as 'hate' the man, but was very angry at him. Thought about that. No, I wouldn't pull his head off and stuff it down his neck (though I'd be very tempted), but I would thump his lights out and let him know what a total jerk-off he is.

Apparently that doesn't qualify as hate. Only anger. According to a Scot anyways.

Mum understands about Jim now. She says he's a power hungry little bastard. Feel a lot better now. Mum understands. That's really important. I know I'm not crazy now. That's good.

Jimi makes me zen out. Weeee.... angeeeelllll.

Nacey.