Something else. I spend a lot of time alone and walk around the house cussing everyone and their brother when I'm mad. I do stifle my crying in my pillow because I get hiccups when I cry.
My buddies from the 'hood entered a car demolition derby at the local county fair. One of their cars was still running at the end, and they drove it away to an abandoned dump. Then they tried to 'blow it up' by holding the gas pedal down to the floor. It would not expire. They attacked it with a sledge hammer. By beating on the motor, they finally got it to stop running. 30 years later, I think it is still there, rusting away.