This is something that I wrote in October of 2007, still the best way to get to the point.

This is a true retelling of a night that I lived through a couple of weeks ago.  And, before I get into it, I want to explain a little about my daily life.  It’s tough.  I work a lot at a job that is tedious and difficult and creative and to say that my employers are so insanely aggravating I contemplate homicide regularly is putting it mildly.  On top of this, I often have to work late without notice and this is of constant consternation to many people in my life, including multiple friends and, of course, my girlfriend.  All this makes her pretty mad on a regular basis and, in turn, I seethe with rage throughout nearly every day as I live in fear of breaking plans.  And then pay the price when I do.

But, I’m getting off topic.  Let me get back to the night at hand.