Who's To Blame?!?

I am becoming an Adam Sandler-esque ragaholic, and not in that funny Billy Madison slap-stick kind of way. Normally, I only get unreasonably upset when I'm over-tired or over-hungry, but these spikes of anger are becoming more sporadic and unpredictable. Even the mere thought of certain people agitate me (ugh, work), as do my own actions - which is really weird when you think about it. For example, today I spilled some coffee and was barely able to suppress a string of profanity-laced utterances. Then, I realized I left my iPod at home - leaving me mere milliseconds to quell a rapidly rising tide of rage. I think my face flashed purple and a few blood-vessels popped in my eyeballs. It feels odd to be so angry at yourself; it is very unsatisfying when you can't blame your anger on the actions of someone else. It turns into an infinite loop of outbursts and apologies. Maybe this is how schizophrenics are born.

Conclusion: I must be tired and hungry all the time. Come onnnn vacation.

EDIT: Yaaargh! I forgot it again today! Rage!

EDIT EDIT: Who's To Blame?!?