i'm cool, i'm calm, i'm gonna be a star

liz and i were laughing at the badgers and discussing the show tonight when kate came home.

"hey kate!" i greet her, trying not to sound like the maniac that i am. "how was your afternoon?"

in response, i get the icy glare, the one that sends warning bells clashing around inside my skull. no, this isn't time-to-play kate, nor is this time-to-tease kate. this is watch-out-or-i'll-snap-your-fucking-neck kate. yeah man.

"how was class?" i try, hoping to crack the forst that lies heavily across all of her features.

"boring as all FUCK." she tells me.

"oh c'mon..." my brain screams a warning, but sadly my mouth is moving already and the stop signals get lost somewhere in translation. "how can you say that about grinchy?"

i was rewarded with another icy cold death stare. thank god i'm not a man, or else certain parts of me would have shriveled up and died, never to return for many a long year.