To bitch or not to bitch...

I kind of lost the run of myself on the first blog post. I don’t know where I thought I was but it sounded like I was about to embark on a trip around the world. Pffft, if only. I'm very new to the blogging world so some patience is required. As I have yet to find my groove here, for now I'll just update you on what can be expected. This blog will not offer pearls of wisdom to you all. I am no authority on life or love. I can’t offer advice on health, happiness or hippy feelings of calm and inner peace. Frankly, I have an unhealthy relationship with chocolate and I sometimes find myself so annoyed I start foaming at the mouth and my eyes roll back in my head (see blog title). I am impatient and intolerant. I walk around wishing certain people would step on Lego. In their bare feet. Have you ever heard that saying "Some people cause happiness wherever they go; others whenever they go."? Let's just say I enjoy long walks. Especially taken by those who annoy me.

In trying to figure out what kind of person I am in order to make improvements, I began to wonder about protocol on bitching. Am I a bitch? We sometimes call it different things to justify it to ourselves. Venting is a personal favourite. Friends who love a gossip or a bitching session put it down to "venting" or "letting off steam" and it seems to give us a free pass to say what we like. It doesn't change the essence of it though. It's still gathering and saying mean things. And it sometimes feels great to get things off your chest. It's a release. So is it realistic to expect people *not* to bitch/vent/let off steam? I'd probably implode. Rage would consume me. The world is filled with idiots and I seem run into a lot of them. Light travels faster than sound. That’s why some people appear bright until they speak. 

Even wondering about this stuff I started to get a bit worked up.Then I took a breath and let it go. As a kid, my Dad read me and my brothers The Chronicles of Narnia. It popped into my head the other day and I was looking up a bit about the author, C.S. Lewis. I found a quote that said "True humility is not thinking less of yourself, it is thinking of yourself less." So maybe I shouldn't be thinking along these lines at all. I seem to be using the world "I" a lot. I don't know if that comes with the territory of writing a blog but it may be that all this introspection is leading me to narcissism. 

I think this could all be solved with another bar of Lindt though. And maybe a few happy hippos.