It's powder-keg time again.

I think I have teh PMS.  I was ready to kill someone yesterday.  Literally.  I so wanted to brake-check the idiots behind me who don't get the whole safe-stopping-distance thing.  I wanted to just stomp my brakes to the floor and ruin their stupid days, even if it meant the end of me.  I was scary close to doing it.  I hate tail-gaters!  Idiots.

My biggest "bad driver" peeves:

• People not maintaining a safe-stopping distance, and that includes pulling right in front of someone when changing lanes or turning out into traffic!
• People willing to ride your ass and not pass you, even when the passing lane is empty, and even still when you've slowed down and pulled over to let them by!!!  WTF?!!!
  
• Both of the above, when jerks ride right up to your ass before moving around you, and then pull right back in front of you, when the passing lane is empty and there's no need to get that close!
• Stupid people who think that headlights are so they can see where they're going, when headlights are mostly so people can see you coming!  Just drive with them on all the time if it's that hard for your wee brain to figure it out.  But at least drive with them on, ...oh say, in FOG or SNOW or RAIN, and any time it's overcast or close to sunrise/set would be nice too!!!  argh.
  
• Jerks who take a left-hand turn into the right-hand lane or vice versa.  Turn into the appropriate lane, check your mirrors, signal and then move over!
• ...Don't even get me started on turn signals!  I mean really, how hard is it to make it a habit to bump that little lever right by your damn hand before you turn your wheel???
  

Ok.  Enough of that.  I'm getting myself all worked up again.  Yesterday I got home and went right upstairs to my room.  I put on comfier clothes and sat on my bed for a minute, just reveling in the solitude.  I sometimes don't realize how fried my every nerve is until I have some quiet, alone time to just be.  The quiet was heavy and soothing, like warm water, and I could almost hear myself humming like a high-voltage power line in the rain.  Somehow I'd gone from sitting on the bed a moment, to crashed-out napping.  My husband eventually came up to check on me, so it wasn't a long nap.  It was nice salve for my raw nerves though and really improved my mood.  I may not have been my best self yesterday, but I did manage to keep my rage to myself until I had a chance to let it melt away, and that's an accomplishment.  I'm already thinking I may need another power nap when I get home today.  My teeth are clamped tightly together to the point that my jaw aches.  I keep trying to relax, but in a matter of minutes I find my jaw locked down again.

None of this was what I wanted to write about.  Some days I just don't know how that happens.  Magic 8 Ball says "Try again later."  -sigh-

Chocolate would be good.  I should've packed up some of that five pound bag that Annerism sent me.  Oh!  You know what would rock?  A mocha.  Chocolate, fat, sugar and caffeine.  -drool-  I should've picked one up on the way in.