Somewhere along the peer support way, talk of venting and feeling wrong about complaining met with commentary about ". . .needing dump this shit." I have since been plagued with images of psychic toilets. I believe that more often than not, complaining about my personal yaddahs is as inappropriate as public defecation, but when ya gotta go, ya gotta go. I find myself with a growing wish to have enough psychic toilets where I can move the bowels of my psyche whenever the need arises.
Am I making sense or am I lost in metaphor again?
"Blue Monday" isn't just the name of a New Order song... It's also the unofficial name for the third Monday of January - https://bestlifeonline.com/blue-monday/Hunker down everyone and I hope we all make it through and feel better tomorrow!
Here we are kiddies. The end of a wonderful year and great companionship with friends. This game is worth 10 points and there are about 7 players with a chance to win it all (though I need a long shot and lots of help). Before I post the game I want to thank LMT, the Boss Lady, for bring about such a fantastic group of people. Three cheers for her. Like to thank Attester, the Wingman,...