One friend answered my enquiry as to how he’s doing with, “Glad I can’t find the key to the trigger lock on my 45”.
Christ and Odin. I don’t think he’s talking about homicide.
Another friend is watching the explosive decompression of her brother’s marriage. This story has everything except Yul Brynner, and I can’t repeat a word of it because a) it’s none of my business and b) there are minor children involved. Let’s just say that in the past I’ve said that wifey is, at best, suffering from narcissistic personality disorder and at worst is capable of the kind of life altering nuttery that drags everyone who gets close to her through a mire of lies and attention getting bs.
As for me, I am going to try to keep being content, although I am definitely having my struggles at the mo….
