Worker's Comp just won't end, will it?

Today I got home to a letter from my worker's comp attorney's office. They're closing. One's gotten a judgeship and the other's retiring. Okay, so I have to appoint a replacement. Great, they've found someone. I don't mind; I trust them to find me someone reputable.

Then I read on to find that BOTH the attorney AND the claims adjustor for my former employer left their jobs... so there's a new attorney. And a new adjustor, who thinks that the jobs I had before CNET will show that CNET's carrier isn't liable. My attorney doesn't agree... but the carrier will have the right to obtain MORE. MEDICAL. REPORTS AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH.

Yet another conference. (If I have to attend this one I will set something on fire, even if it's me.) Yet more delays. Yet more stupid paperwork saying "We don't want to cover this medical treatment you've been getting for the past four years because blah blah blah and we're just telling you now because we're flaming assholes and who gives a fuck if you get stuck with a bill in the thousands of dollars because the doctor's got to pay his bills too and we're demanding our money back so guess who's holding the bag, bay-bee?" (In the worst-case scenario.)

And the downstairs neighbor's having a par-tay in which there are (possibly drunk) men hooting and hollering and I wish I could set them on fire except not really Mr. FBI Guy ha ha ha.

Killllll meeeeeeeeee.