I've been gritting my teeth and muttering to myself about how furious I feel all the time. I think a part of the problem is hayfever. My brain feels like it's overheating all the time. The congested sinuses really get to me, every few days, too.

Allergy medicine helps take some of the "edge'' off. Does anyone here who regularly experiences anger and anxiety also have allergies? Do you find any relief from anti-histamines?

After taking some Loratadine and Pseudo-ephedrine hydro chloride, I don't feel like... I'm going to go completely insane. Well, maybe not completely. Just not as insane as usual.

After a few weeks of experimenting with amino acid supplements and vitamins I've come to the conclusion that I am just insane and in need of a full-frontal lobotomy.

Everytime I observe someone working, I think to myself whether I am stable/sane enough to do what they do.

Cashier? No, I am too insane. Bus driver? No, I'm too untstable. Busboy? No, I am too angry all the time. Mailman? No, I am too disturbed and would probably wind up going, "Postal." Accountant? No, I am too crazy and lack mathematical skills. Chef? No, I'm too this or too that.

Is crazy all that I am? I THINK so. I obsessive about how crazy I feel.

Do I just THINK I'm crazy? Is thinking that one is crazy all the time a kind of craziness?

Maybe I need a crazy job. I'd probably be cool and focused if I was removing live landmines for a living. I don't think the US has a problem with unexploded mines. I might need to travel abroad to find such a gig.
I think being a member of a bomb squad requires knowledge in forensic science. Count that one out, I guess.

I could become a soldier of fortune. A mercenary sent by the CIA to third-world hotspots. I consider that rather insane, but it's just not my nature to kill people, even if the money was good.

Maybe I can make a career out of being a participant in clinical drug trials. A human guinea pig, so to speak.

Life seems to ordinary. Maybe I'm too ordinary. Perhaps I should stop suppressing my emotions so much and just let it out. Find something to channel all of this energy into.

I'd probably be relatively at ease in the middle of some civil war. Why does life seem so chaotic in my head?

I'm going slam utensils and bang some pots and pans around in the kitchen now.

Ah, I can invision my future as the world's angriest chef. "Shut up and sit down! Eat this! Like it???!!! You better like it!!!!! These dishes are still dirty!!!! Who cleaned these?? You're fired!!!!! What? You're allergic to MSG? Tough crap!!!! Get out of my restaurant!!!!!!!!!"

I can feel it simmering, just below my tolerance level. Almost over-cooked.