nad busting

Ever have one of those days/weeks/lives where you just want to beat the living crap out of all other human beings/inanimate objects from utter frustration and rage?
Yeah.
That would be me today and possibly all days of late.
So was it the doctor who prescribed me the medication that nearly killed me a month ago asking how I was doing on that medication this morning that drove me over the edge? No. Was it him being an utter moron and asking me if I'd like to try some new medication after the last one nearly killed me and gave me a heart condition? No. Was it the fact I'm having problems with the government and totally stressed out over money and my son going to college? No. Was it trying to get my other son ready for high school? No. Was it administrative problems with the music studio today and them making me once again look like I am a complete fuckup to my students? No. Was it the worry of having spinal surgery tomorrow morning? No. Well, all this stuff combined may have helped, but the thing that was the final straw that made me completely lose it???
Harvey's didn't put ketchup in the bag with my fries.
Yeah.
I asked them twice in my defence!
:P
and argh.
D.