"I'm Back, Baby!"

I feel more like myself than ever before...all it took was a new "do" and a fifth of some odd liquor,clear in substance, mixed with a delightful substance they call, seven. I miss Seinfeld. I hated and loved George, I believe that was the goal...efficient writing you magnificent bastard. I feel alive again. Drunk, but very much alive. I improved on my physical self, spent time appreciating that new version, kicking some serious ass, and than drowning it in beautiful forgotten bliss of the new age...vodka. I spent four hours today beating on a man who was wrapped in tons o' padding but relentlessly coming at me with vigor. It was the most empowering thing I have ever experienced. All I want to do is take that knowledge, priceless though somehow costing an arm and a leg, and reap it on some purely suspecting victim. I met two tonight. One brown guy asked me if I required a ride. I politely turned him down, as is our ever so cordial Canadian and womanly nature, only to have the fuckface follow my progress and inquire again later down the road. I lost it, "embiggened", (those of you who know me will get this one), with the ability to level a dude twice my size, I threw down like I use to during the old E-Town days, I screamed, swore, and wrote down his fucking licence plate. As the night progressed, another gentlemen(term I reserve for those lacking everything resembling this word), inquired as to my transportation as I was hoofing it. I stated rather clearly of my intent to pepper spray him and shouted his own plate back to him to alert him to my serious distaste of his awful and not so coded methods. I will not ever be a victim. In fact, upon my entry into my abode, I screamed, "I WILL NEVER BE A VICTIM AGAIN!" ....mouth full of two dollar pizza and all. I feel instilled with energy once more. I am no longer afraid, cautious, you bet...but the fear has been replaced by something so much more tasteful, assuredness. I don't get even, I get stabby. My power has returned, look out you late night creepy fucks, there is indeed something worse prowling around other than the law, and now I know my way around it...Side note: Not reacting but willing to act if the need ever arises...for mummers sake...