Do I suffer from Irritable Male Syndrome?
It has not escaped my notice that I have been the world's most acerbic grump in recent months. I'm taking it out on Twitter, in my columns and even on this blog (in posts like this).
Why am I such a grumpy bastard?
Is it because, at 35, I am entering into some sort of middle-aged surliness?
For sure, I have always had difficulty with consensus. From anyone; PR firms, the rest of the media, the blogging community, anyone.
But this doesn't explain why I am such a pain in the arse sometimes.
Thirtyfive? You haven't even started, young fella. Wait til you hit forty. The more time you spend on this planet, the more you realise things aren't just worse than you imagined, they're worse than you can imagine, no matter how cynical you think you've become.
Posted by: Gerard Cunningham | March 08, 2009 at 11:58 AM
Maybe you're not getting enough fibre in your diet? :)
Posted by: le craic | March 08, 2009 at 03:24 PM
But that's precisely why we come here to read your blog. If you neutralise the tone then you'll lose the very thing that draws people here in the first place. Don't become a warbling sycophant Adrian and don't restrain your grumpiness, at least not when you're blogging.
Posted by: Orlaith | March 08, 2009 at 11:44 PM
Welcome to the club, just wait until you hit 41!
Posted by: Evert Bopp | March 10, 2009 at 10:11 AM