When I was in college, I don't remember ever caring as much about politics as I regrettably do now. Perhaps we had more important/interesting things to talk about in my circle of friends. Boobs and beer prolly.
And I don't have much of a memory of getting as angry while driving as I do now. Seriously, I have a problem. Thankfully I don't drive much, but when I do I wish so much ill will toward my fellow man.
There's only one contributing factor I can attach to these two recent discoveries about myself: Living on the East coast. We're all assholes over here. We're self-righteous and impatient. Also, I've been calling it soda, not pop. Shoot me.
On the other hand, these mild winters are wonderful. If not having a decent pizza means not having my face freeze off when I walk to work so be it. Sacrifices.