I was pretty okay tonight until (and I know the following is vague; its meant to be) some guy decided to be totally two-faced. It shit me right off. I'm tired, hungry, frustrated and confused. I managed to piss off the one person who would have listened to my ranting, so thats just put me in a worse mood, and I have all but cut communication to me so I don't have to deal with anyone I don't want to.
Yes Boyd, I could just vent my frustration at the poor fucking moron whose only goal seems to be to piss off as many people as possible before he gets a bullet through his brain.
But I won't. Because I know it will achieve absolutely nothing. Right now I wish there was something physical I could take my anger out on.