I realized my darker impulses had taken over when I Googled "Happy Sunshine Fun Time," with the intention of switching to happiness and light over here, found
this, and felt so compelled to mock and degrade that poor woman. Bill King is of the opinion that I should totally do it, and make her commit hari-kari with her pinking shears. But this is a
man who tried to kill me, and who is a recognized source of pure evil. [EDIT:
Here's how he tried to kill me. As you can see
here, poisoning often causes the victim's face to form a forced grimace.]
Do I choose evil, or good?
I feel like Sylar on Heroes. Fans of that show understand.
I must grab hold of myself.
I will distract myself by planning feverishly for the event of the social season: