Today I threw a French-English dictionary on the floor in anger. I had first thrown a flyer, but it didn't make any sound. I took it up a notch with the dictionary. I held it high above my head, and chucked it on the floor. It made a satisfying bang. It isn't the type of thing that breaks or causes a mess, which is really good. Then, I picked it up and put it back.
Despite the fact that I did enjoy throwing the dictionary, it wasn't enough and I ended up crying. And then I ate pizza bagels and now I think I'm going to read some more about the middle ear and then I'm going to fall asleep with the light on and in the morning I'll definitely eat some kashi.
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