(Criminal Minds infects me like a sickness.)
Yesterday, the Dragon Lady went to Dunkin Donuts. She brought home lots and lots of pastry. I stuffed my face like a fleshy senator at a Roman orgy. Then I washed it all down with several glasses of Coke. The meal took ten years off my life. But who cares? We all have to die some time.
I downloaded another episode of Criminal Minds. I'm a huge fan. It's the sickest show on television. A psychopath works for a pest control company. He kidnaps several innocent victims and cages them in dog kennels. Then he infects them with rabies so that he can watch them go crazy and die. I sat there mesmerized as if I were a deer caught in the headlights of an 18-wheel truck. I couldn't move. No kidding. Perhaps I need to see a psychiatrist.
I paid homage to Christ. I said the Lord's Prayer on bended knees. No big surprise. It's not like I'm some filthy atheist. In Exodus, Pharaoh commands the midwives to kill the newborn Hebrew males. However, the midwives disobey the government because they fear God more than they fear the state. And that's why I'm attracted to religion. It's all about the anarchy. The Father comes first, and the powers-that-be are relegated to a distant second. Hallelujah.
I went to bed at 10 p.m. I had another nightmare about high school. I sat in a diner eating pancakes and drinking cola. I had to take a big exam. Yet I didn't care. My friends kept warning me that I would never graduate. But I just kept stuffing my face. Try to figure that one out.
I woke up at 6 a.m. and drank several cups of coffee. Then I read the paper while enjoying a bathroom break. There has been a steep incline in the amount of sexual crimes against children here in the ROK. However, forty percent of the offenders aren't serving jail time. They've been placed on probation instead.
I turned on Fox News. The Five discussed the mysterious disappearance of Malaysian Flight 370. They think the plane might now be sitting in Pakistan. I hope so. Talk about great news for the families of the missing. I hate to speculate on what actually happened. I have no clue.
Anyway, it's time for the song du jour. Here's Down With the Sickness by Disturbed. God bless.