Fucking CSS. Fucking Drupal. Why can't shit just work? I guess it's job security. Sometimes I have 0 patience for code. RAGE! Pure unadulterated RAGE! Can you feel it?

Good.

Warcraft is good as a stress reliever. I feel the need to kill some Hordies in a Battleground. And/or beat the shit out of a punching bag.

My state of mental affairs brings to mind a great Cheri O'Teri skit:

Customer #2: I just bought my son a Kid's meal and there was no toy in it.
Nadine: So, you want an additional 'Road to El Dorado' figyareen?
Customer #2: No, I don't want an additional 'figyareen'; I want the one that was supposed to be in it to begin with!
Nadine: Ok, just simma down now, simma down!
Customer #2: Why don't I start 'simmain' down' by speaking to the manager?
Nadine: [grabs microphone] Curtis! Need you up heah, now!
Curtis, Burger Castle Manager: Yes, ma'am. Can I hep ya?
Customer #2: [Points at Nadine] You can start by firing her.
Curtis, Burger Castle Manager: First, let me ask you; who is the 'Queen of Disco'?
Customer #2: Uh, Donna Summer?
Nadine: How she is listed in the phone book?
Customer #2: Uh, Summer, Donna?
Curtis, Burger Castle Manager: Now, slow it down.
Customer #2: Summer, Donna, Summer, Donna.
Curtis, Burger Castle Manager: That's right, now stretch it out.
Customer #2: Summmer, Donnnna, Summmmer, Donnnna.
Nadine, Curtis, Burger Castle Manager: Simma down, now! Simma Down, now!

What in the world is Cheri O'Teri doing these days anyways? I miss her.

Ahhh comedy. It's perhaps the best relief for rage, anger, frustration, pretty much anything.