I find myself getting unreasonably upset over silly little things. Like today I wanted to use a hammer to put up some pictures. I've had these little pictures for several months now, but I NEEDED to put them up TONIGHT. So I went to get my hammer out of the kitchen - I keep it there so everyone can use it - and it wasn't there. I just wanted to go ballistic. I put it out there so everyone can use it, and they do, but they don't put it back! It's a natural part of living with people, and yes it's an annoyance, but for some reason today it just drove me crazy. More evidence that I should get my own place. Maybe I'm just ready to live alone.

Bah!