i have serious control issues...or at the very least i have anxiety in regards to things that i do that other people are involved in. i can't stand todays radio installment... in reality, there isn't anything wrong with it, i just dont approve of some of the transitions. and this fact is slowly eating away at my brain. i do the same thing at clubs... if i'm uncomfortable with another dj's choices i hyperventilate and then take control of the tables (which i didn't do this time... take control that is)... i'm a baby. but it doesnt matter,thats the thing... it doesnt matter. my crazy isnt making any of it better. and there wasnt anything that was particularly wrong. i'm just a nuerotic shitstorm wholloping the coast with shitastrophy, bringing upon the shitpocolypse... one pathetic tantrum filled shitisode at a time. shit.