Lost my balance

All too often, I've noticed, I want to blame my feelings on 'my body' or something - separate it from my mind, make 'me' a simple and straightforward thing unaffected by the events going on around me. I've got a couple features which facilitate this view of the world by providing clear examples to point at: first, a fairly clear line of inheritance for my addictive personality type (see alcoholism, collectors disease, etcetera), and second, something few people probably see often (ye gods, I could only hope), an overactive libido. Well, 'overactive' may be less accurate than 'frustrated', since I'm not even in the market at the moment, but my hormones are.

Anycase, woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning, I guess, because by early afternoon I was working my way up to "furious with the world around me". Took a little bit of it out on jynx before I realized what the hell was going on, and the problem above clicked with me when my first, quickly noticed and quashed, impulse was 'damn, what the hell is wrong with me, physiologically, to produce this anger?'.

I'm usually very introspective, so this body blame thing pretty quickly made me realize what a cop-out I was feeding myself. Doesn't matter what my body wants, I'm making my own choices and letting myself be carried by wrath, greed, lust, whatever.

Lots of ick going along with that. I need to clean up my act again. Every once in a while I notice I'm slipping. I've been angry all week, just a bit, and there are causes for it, _real_ causes. Denial and transferrence is lousy stuff to find myself in.

From the best of rec.humor.oracle:

The Internet Oracle has pondered your question deeply.
Your question was:

Oh greatest of Oracles, that which maketh my shiny new toaster look
dull by comparison...

What is that fluff that persistantly gathers in the bottom corner of
my wardrobe?

And in response, thus spake the Oracle:

} Moths that died laughing.