There is a certain presence in my life that could possibly lead to me having a heart attack. or a break-down. Or...murdering someone*?

I won't name that presence because I like eating and sleeping indoors and such. But goddamn if that's not where the benefits end. I've been on this self-improvement kick for a while, but it's very hard to improve your outlook on anything when certain circumstances mean one is looking at someone's big, dumb head for eight hours a day. It's even harder when said big, dumb head is enjoying, well, more food and more indoor activity than you.

I am so fucking negative.

*Also? I'm not actually going to murder someone. Would not even consider it. In case that ever comes back to haunt me.