I had a go at one of my mates last night. Not sure where that came from. I've also had random outbursts at my dad recently. It's part of the reason I'm moving out of the house.

This recent behaviour reminds me of the Neil Strauss poem, when he says:

"A scoreless night fosters hostility, a scoreless weekend breeds animosity. Through red eyes all the world is seen. Angry at friends and family for no reason that they can perceive."