Jesus, that was depressing.

Hey, don't call the suicide hotline or anything, it's all cool. That last post there......wow, huh?
Someone needs some therapy or something, GOOD GRAVY.

Move along, nothing to see here. Just the unemployed and the bewildered talking. And maybe a little too much Southern Comfort. Or something.

Man I need a job. If only so that I have new material to write about.
I'm starting to run low on anecdotes. I need to redirect my posting to topics that are more positive and uplifting and inspirational.

Like my ass. My middle-aged, post-menopausal ass? Is epic. So there's that. Wouldn't you agree?
Yes, yes indeed. So, I'm just gonna hang onto that.
No, you can't hang onto it.
I have to keep something for myself, you know.