I’m old enough that by this point in my life things that once upset me, for example like in High School, should no longer upset me. As I get older new things should upset me. Like those dang blasted whippersnappers trying to drive while playing with their new fangled me-phones, mp40 players, and blueteeth! What the hell are they drinking that turns their teeth blue anyway?! And why the hell would they want to?!
Suffice it to say those that have known me for some time know that there’s only one thing that REALLY gets a burr under my saddle with regards to the game. Unfortunately I read something today that stuck that burr there.
Rage as I haven’t experienced in over a year has taken hold of me and my blood has boiled for a few hours now. Part of me says, “F$%@ …….. and the horse he rides in on!!!” Another part of me says, “Screw it. It isn’t a big deal, quit dwelling on it, and get over yourself. It’s just a damn game!” When this voice spoke up, I instantly thought of Elnia’s post today over at The Pink Pigtail Inn. Yes, it is a game. But to me it’s also more.
But regardless of how I feel, whether justified or not, the important thing is my reaction. Right now, my rational side is telling me to cool down, let it go, move on. Basically before I do something stupid.
/inhale
/hold 2 secs
/exhale
/inhale
/hold 2 secs
/exhale
/mutters “damn…overbearing…mature…PAIN-IN-MY-ASS!!!”
*I suspect there’s one other item contributing to this and amplifying my rage, but I ain’t thinking too clearly right now.
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