Been getting the rages lately. Thought I was beyond all that but, man, the last couple weeks there hasn’t been anything too minor for me to flip out about. I think it’s the end result of not having any outlet for venting that rage. In Welland and Brantford there was always somebody around ready to go out for a beer and bitch session. Here? Good Christ, half the people don’t drink and the other half are the people I want to bitch about.
Fishing has helped. It’s relaxing and exciting at the same time. But nothing can take the place of a full on rant delivered at a suitable volume to make others in the bar nervous. Ah man, good times.