Well, yeah, sorry for the weird blog-length, rather meaningless post. It was supposed to be like "take it easy, things will work out and we'll get to ski and I need to remind myself to not be a brat" rather than a trip to the dark side of my angry place where I repeatedly can't seem to take my own advice when I start seeing those tail lights. It means a lot to me to be able to confess a bit, so thanks for reading anyway.
Ha, woops. Funny you should mention that. Something beyond it sounding like a drunken rant? Like, seeming like alcohol was playing a role in the events as described? Something else you recognize? Can't a guy down two or three beers (on a weekda--- uh --- what day is this?) before noon and lay out a wandering rant, without being called an alcoholic? OH right, epic.
Nice!! Yeah, I know what you mean. In this case, I don't think the kid was stoked on the run they just did/about to do, he was responding to something like "we can do that run later" and got a little bratty. Also, he was just a kid, I done worse as a kid and as a grown man.
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