Grarrr. Today is weird. I am very angry and I'm not sure why.

I'm angry about the fact that my computer isn't showing the right processor speed. I'm angry about the fact that when I tried to fix it, it overheated and shut down. I'm angry because the fan I have is inadequate, the fan I bought is too big, and the places I went for help weren't all that helpful. I'm angry that I had to buy a new fan, angrier that it will take a few days to get here.

All the things I have to do make me mad. The pile of laundry that needs to be put away pisses me off. My unfinished schedule irritates me, and my need to see my advisor, coupled with my reluctance to deal with people in authority (thus my endless procrastination of things that Should Be Done) infuriates me. I'm not done with this book (Light) and that upsets me, because I want to know what happens.

I need to take care of my suspended license, something I should have done today but failed to do. Powerpoint is messed up because of the reinstall of Windows I had to do, so I'm frustrated about that.

All of this combines to leave me feeling nothing but this helpless.. I can't even call it rage because its smaller than that. Just this upset feeling that nothing will work out and I don't even have the energy to deal with it.

I also feel like I've written something like this before. Is this a chronic thing I do? Does that mean there's some underlying psychological problem I need to address? I doubt it. I'm just annoyed.

What's even stranger is I had one of the best nights I've had in a while last night. Brian and I had awesome roommate-irritating sex and stayed up ridiculously late discussing Camille Paglia and gay people, along with intermittent wrestling and retreats to the Batcave. It was a very good night.

Maybe I'm paying for it today by being frustrated by everything else?
shae  ¶ 18:29