And regarding our boy Uruk Hai...UH,you are a friggin' man. I love that you're taking this #### and dealing with it like a champ. I've always been a fan of your work, so I will gladly add myself to the cornhole list. No idea where the Austin idea came from, but I'll go wherever and force your liver to kick the #### out of your bad lungs.
Oh, I wasn't dealing with it all that well last Spring, RFH. I went on a couple (I think) week drunken blackout. Really screwed my coworkers and left them hanging. At one point, I must have decided I needed to get back to work and went in snot-drunk in the middle of the night. My only "clear" memory of that whole period is being awakened by our controller (a lady) while I had a half-empty bottle of B&B (wtf? I don't even drink that) next to my elbow and a site called "Ride My Secretary" (lesbian edition) up on my browser. I went through a ton of self-pity and didn't deal with offers of help very well. I'm
slightly hardheaded and internalize a lot. Therapy helped a gazillion tons. Now I'm fine. May be different when the #### gets really bad but I'm not worrying with that at this point.
I've had a horseshoe up my ### my entire life. Company I spent almost my entire adult life working for going bankrupt? No problem - guy on the Board of the bank holding the note just so happens to be my uncle's best friend, warns me, I'm the last guy to get all of his money, and said-uncle-friend hires me (everyone who left after me got screwed). Been married twice and have had both exes
tell me they didn't want alimony. Have to sell my house (that I bought at the peak) in the worst economy since the 1930s because the company I work for is moving? A friend just so happens to want a house in that exact area to rent out - got out of that with minimal loss.
Who knows? My life's been charmed in a lot of ways. It may be self-delusion, but I wouldn't be shocked if I didn't #### out this bunch of bad cells. If not, I've got nothing to complain about.