That's odd....

[draconis]

For some reason, I'm in one of those (fortunately rare) moods where I'm almost hoping someone will try to start some shit with me. It hadn't really even reached the levels of conscious thought until I looked at the music list I had programmed in, and was already halfway through:

Battle Hymn of the Republic
The Eagle (Waylon Jennings)
Another One Bites the Dust (Queen)
Seven Seas of Rhye (Queen)
Cell Block Tango (Chicago Soundtrack)
Don't Tread On Me (Damn Yankees)
I Will Not Go Quietly (Don Henley)
Building the Perfect Beast (Don Henley)
Angry Eyes (Kenny Loggins)
Nobody's Side (Chess Soundtrack)
The Red-Headed Stranger (Willie Nelson)

It goes on from there, but that's a fairly representative sample.

It's puzzling. I'm not in an unpleasant mood -- in fact, quite the opposite. It's not even that I'm feeling aggressive, per se, but there is definitely a part of me that would absolutely revel in a good bar-room brawl right about now....

Right. Going to take a bit of a break from the studying and packing tonight, and spend some time with either a bokken or an escrima stick in my hand, running drills and/or subduing a vicious tree or two. ::G::

Comments

[alysswolf.livejournal.com]

April 19 seems to be a bloody day in history. Lexington-Concord, Oklahoma City Bombing, the Branch-Davidian Waco assault, the Warsaw Ghetto uprising began, and this was the eve of the Columbine massacre. Lord Byron died on April 19 in 1824, a student uprising broke out in Korea in 1960, a car bomb attack against the US Embassy in Beirut happened in 1983, and in 1989 a gun turret on the USS Iowa exploded on this day. It does seem to be a rather dark day for some reason.

*nodding*

[shrewreader.livejournal.com]

And my Concord born blood was just -itching- for boss to come in and try saying the shit she's been on to my face today. Sorry, Dragon, sounds like you were channelling me. I'll do better.

After I point out that I know -precisely- how many surgery hours she averaged last year and I know how I do comparatively and thus -precisely- how much -MORE- money I'm making her: does she want to go back to the last?

[kat-denton.livejournal.com]

Sounds like my house-cleaning play list. I HATE housework and the only way I seem to be able to tackle it is to work myself into such a snit that I just *attack* it all. LOL