Acceptance of my limits and permitting myself to set boundaries. At this late stage of my life, I’m finally letting go of the idea that I’m responsible for everything and the guilt I’ve always felt for not being able to fix all the problems, whatever they were. It’s learning to breathe more freely.

Dude didn’t rule it out as an option, either.

Blasphemer!

Who can blame them? Look at what a utopia America became after the Civil War. Why wouldn’t any sane rational person want to relive those golden days?

Who among us was sitting around post-debate hoping for Megyn Kelly’s sage assessment?

You’re a proud Hamerican. No one is faulting you for this.

Oh. Well. In my early 20's and in my first serious relationship. My beloved and I decided to patronize the movie picture show one evening. We got there just as the lights dimmed and previews fired up. My lady fair then requested popcorn and soda so I beat feet to the concession counter to find a line. Ugh. I HATED…

Also in his nose.

The depressing thought haunts me that, whatever happens in the election, we will continue to hear from Donald Trump till the day he dies. May that day come sooner rather than later.

Like everything else, Trump’s lumpen base are in a froth over Hunter’s harddrive, but I can’t help but think...really Donnie? Corruption? That’s the issue for you in these final days? When you’re the most corrupt, greedy shithead slimy business douche we’ve had in the Whitehouse in our lifetime and arguably ever. When…

Rich’s recap and video snippets are plenty to convince me that this is not the show for me. I like Drew when she’s on talk shows and all but this is a lot.

There is nothing quite like hearing Donald J. Trump once again proclaim himself the least racist person in the room. It is the ultra-lie that betrays the ingrained dishonesty at the center of his being. Once those words leave his grease hole, you know you’ve hit the gooey fecal core of what Trump is.

There’s no actual law that once you’ve sealed up a president in a plexiglass box, you have to let him out or, indeed, even provide him with an oxygen supply, right? That’s another of those norms we’ve come to realize don’t apply anymore, correct?

Through a lot of trial and error, I found the “best time” was if I felt the other person and I were really connecting. Might be after 2 dates, might be ten. Whenever it was, I’d just say “You need to know I deal with some mental health issues. They are this. I see a therapist, I take meds and I’m committed to taking…

Are you sure you’re not needy?  Look, she moved. Things have changed. You had a casual thing (so you claim). She’s got a new life in a new location. Wish her the best, stay in touch when\how you can and find a new Tinder friend or whatever. Some people drift into your life and then drift out. It’s really nothing to be…

Ha! Wrong, Summers. The feet are ‘shopped in. The shoes were there. They’ve ALWAYS been there.

How long do we think it’ll be before Trump demands 2FA be removed because it’s too complicated for him?

Could’ve posted pics of a shirtless Putin with many heart and eggplant emojis, pehaps including the Russian word for “daddy”.

Yeah correctly guessing some moron’s password hardly seems like a hack.

We’re all tired of this dragging on. For myself, I try to remember that the virus don’t care what I think or how I feel about it. So being tired is sad but getting sick could be a whole lot worse.