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I CAN AND I WILL, MONTRESOR, although but briefly; today saw the release of the first two Golden Sun games on the Switch’s Game Boy Advance service, and I am hype outta my dang gourd to…djinn up some trouble???1
I came out of my office today with my depleted Goofatron™️cells trailing behind me like just-married car-cans, still filled with a dense mystery-soup; I’d had a really long, rough call with a client whose story was particularly upsetting, and as soon as I saw She Who Is My Wife, who had also just gotten home from work and was walking in, I started rattling off the whole thing to her. She politely “yuh-huh”d a few times, but eventually turned around, grabbed me by the shoulders, and said “I love you, but please stop talking for a minute.”
It made me feel loved because it took into account my sometime over-sensitivity with its gentleness, but also my even greater desire to be a supportive and respectful husband who gives her what she needs, and in that moment the best way to let me do that was to tell me to shut the hell up you dumb, handsome bitch. So I did! And once she had a chance to decompress she was happy to listen to me yell about institutional racism and statistics! Then I made us popcorn! AND NOW I’M WRITING THIS ARTICLE!
The take-away here isn’t “you can make anything another person does about you if you try hard enough”, but that (broadly speaking) there’s almost always something to appreciate about what someone is trying to do, and SOMETIMES you can see that as an act of love and try to do them one in return. Probably by shutting your damn piehole for like a second, man, jeez.