Pet peeves to note (no, this is not inclusive):

Exchange Servers that become ill for no discernable reason.
Any server that decides to crash in the middle of the night.
Walking into the building in the middle of said night to find all the lights left on in the "hall ways" (which include large rooms with many over head banks of lights) and all of the offices upstairs. For cripes sake, people, turn off the freaking lights when you leave. Damn. I'm fairly sure most of the people working upstairs are older than age 4.

Conversely, points to enjoy (again, not inclusive):

Catching up with a friend's Blog.
Cool night air instead of the stifling, humid crap we had earlier this week.
Quiet, no matter how fleeting it may be. It isn't really peace, per se, but it's a start. Peace is only likely to arrive during meditation or after death.

The "noise" of life and activity for the sake of activity tends to dull one's senses to the more important facets of life. ("One" being "self" in this case.) I need to find a way of extracting the songs that are on auto-replay in my head. Of course, I also need to find a way of changing the auto-replay of my life, too. Spirals are acceptable. Circles are ridiculous.