Instead of leaving you with that totally boring and unnecessary bit above as my return to blogging, I will tell you my latest misadventure in life...
About 2 weeks ago I was walking home from the train station, as I'm prone to do as a pedestrian, when some young guy ran up and tried to snatch my purse! Now, if you know me, you know I am two things, poor and bad ass. Combine those with a direct attack on my persons, and you have yourself quite a story.
When this guy tried to yank my bag and yelled, "Give it to me" I responded with a frightened, yet heartfelt "No!" He then proceeded to punch me in the head and push me to the ground. No worries though, he punched like a girl. As I hit the ground though, I regained my abilities of action. I tried to kick him in the nuts, a move I find unacceptable except in cases like these, but missed kicking his thigh instead. So I tried to kick him in the knee this time, all the while he is punching me, then I pepper sprayed his dumb ass! He fell into a bush and I ran home.
I eventually called the police and spent a good chunk of time crying from shock and fear. But every cop I talked to that night (and I talked to like seven) said the same thing to me, "It must have felt good to spray him."
They are correct.