You seem like good peeps Ms. Exile.
{{{{{ hugs }}}}} :dance2:
Love you, Goat, go stay where it's good for you.
We'll see you back here whenever. :clapping:
(Seriously, Goat, I love you; I frankly don't give a rat's ass about Tennessee football compared to the health and happiness of just one human being. Go smack some squatches around. :crazy
As Volnexile said. I'm two weeks into whatever, and everyone was talking about damn Pills last night. Add to the fact some newb that I'm pretty sure is a babyavi alter comes in here obsessed with my penis. I had had it for the night. I will still come around, just not near as often.
Hell, I don't throw rocks at people, and I hope they don't throw rocks at me.
This is a crazy-ass world we live in, and every morning that we can wake up, look at ourselves in the mirror without flinching, note that there are people that we love and who love us, plan out what we're going to do for the day, and not having the police knocking at the door, I count as a pretty damn good day.
One of the virtues of semi-old age: we learn to set reasonable goals! :thumbsup:
--oh, and postpone having to shop for Depends for another year. That's a pretty big goal, too. epper: