It\u2019s strange how some things (take, as a completely random example, all American football) can put you in an incredibly shitty mood for no apparent reason (okay, because it strikes at deeper emotions about your place in the world and the state of our civilization, but bugger all that for now) and some other things (like, say, the right pair of boots and the right jacket and the right song randomly coming up on the iPhone) can put you in a good mood\u2026and what do you do? You question WHY you\u2019re in a good mood all of a sudden.<\/p>\n
This, bluntly put, is incredibly fucked up. If there\u2019s one thing I like to think I\u2019ve figured out in the last ten years, it\u2019s that life is poor, nasty, brutish and short, tomorrow isn\u2019t promised to you, and you need to indulge in the things you enjoy and stop doing the things that make you miserable. So if some combination of Aldens and second-hand Navy peacoat and a random Irish song combine and put a smile on your face, the thing to do isn\u2019t to mourn how that public house isn\u2019t there any more and you haven\u2019t seen most of that gang in person for years and there\u2019s nothing like that here\u2026the thing to fucking do<\/em> is to bathe in the warm glow of your memories and take that energy and point it toward laying waste to all in your path and bringing honor and pride to the memory of the rifles of the EUS.<\/p>\n If you\u2019re happy, stop fucking asking why.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" It\u2019s strange how some things (take, as a completely random example, all American football) can put you in an incredibly shitty mood for no apparent reason (okay, because it strikes at deeper emotions about your place in the world and the state of our civilization, but bugger all that for now) and some other things … <\/p>\n