"I GIVE UP ON THE SHARKS!!" "ITS THE SAME THING EVERY YEAR" "WHAT THE HELL???"
These were just some of the things said in my living room last night, and in previous years as well. In fact I've heard these type of rants for a few year now, disappointment and man pouting is also involved. (Man pouting is similar to child pouting, but swear words are spoken when you call them on it)
Right after a woman gives birth the pain is right there on the tip of her memory and she is in NO hurry to do that again! Sometimes women say "Never Again, it hurt just to badly" But after sometime has passed, and the pain is a distant memory and only the endless possibilities the new little person has given you, you start to think about having another little bundle of joy.
I think loving the Sharks is about the same. Yes, anger and disappointment are the evil monsters looming in my apartment right now, but in a few months they will soon vacant to make room for their distant cousins, Hope and Excitement, and when October gets here the pain of last night wont be nearly as awful as it is today.
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