I’ve reached the point where the belt “setting” which keeps my pants up is too tight on my internal organs when I sit down. So this is a new and exciting time for me.
The unsupported use case of Bix Frankonis’ disordered, surplus, mediocre midlife in St. Johns, Oregon.
Read the current manifesto. (And the followup.)
Rules: no fear, no hate, no thoughtless bullshit, and no nazis.
I’ve reached the point where the belt “setting” which keeps my pants up is too tight on my internal organs when I sit down. So this is a new and exciting time for me.