My my, that stuff does make one more talkative, took a bit extra last night over a bottle of wine. I've been making a concerted effort to share the [comparatively] positive parts of me lately, and here I go gettin' all overly honest about the sad stuff. That's no darn good.
A year and half in limbo, jeez, that could drive anyone to drink. May the passing of this trial be the start of something brighter.
PCPy is one of those drugs that I'll never have but really want to try, it's right up there with secobarbital (lol, can you imagine me with a supply of one of the better barbiturates? I'd prolly go the way of Jimi Hendrix, unintentionally of course.).
Which leads to something I ought to admit, I'm addicted to parenthetical comments (I know it's bad writing, but I can't stop), do they have a 12-step program for that?