18 January, 2002 - 12:17 p.m.

getting blamed for something you know you didn't do really sucks.

and I don't mean the whole just denying it for the hell of denying it sort of "I didn't do it" scenario. I'm talking about the whole you know you didn't do it sort of thing, and even though the other person might try and pass it off, it riles you up inside because of how unjust it all seems.

I didn't do anything wildly wicked like kill somebody by whacking them with a golf club a la The In Crowd (weird movie -- kind of reminded me of Wild Things a bit). But I just can't stand it when I know beyond a shadow of a doubt that I am right, and it's no help when all the evidence neither denies or confirms it to be the case. The arguable point is that it doesn't prove that they're right, either.

One small mercy, I guess.

I think I might go and fume silently over at the gym for awhile.