You completely miscalculated, Leslee. You're not the toxic one here. You just keep repeating history by allowing yourself to get sucked into "Loonie's" black hole of toxicity.

I thought you'd finally learned. MY miscalculation.

I don't go to church for the company. Trust me. I've got one new ager pushing "thoughts they cannot defend" books off on me and wanting to involve me in anything from inner child work to shaping energy fields. Then, Mr. Stalker had the nerve to sit next to me yesterday. Fortunately, there is a crack between the pews and the wall, and I squeezed out the back way and assumed another seat. The good thing is, most of the congregation is supportive of me in this. While he was there saying, "I didn't do anything!" those around me were saying, "I don't believe he had the nerve!" "He should know better." "Do you want me to talk to him?" I guess that's why I stay with that congregation. It is so much better than my mother had it when her dude who received revelations he must marry her convinced the minister and her mom that he was a fine, young man and in the right. Mum said she seriously considered jumping off a cliff. I don't have that option because our church does ordinances for the dead, and I can just see him lying his way into getting me married to him posthumously. I have already asked Maggie not to let that happen, but I should probably get it in writing. Yes, this is such a stranger world than back in the day when I could go to church and worship, learn, and drown myself in the Holy Ghost. As they say in Proverbs, "The curse causeless shall not come."

I have a laptop, but I can't afford to fix it if it gets infected with the same spooge.

My job doesn't allow for proper rest. My boss thinks 4 hours is medically sufficient - cites a study saying so. I do not enjoy being told I push myself too much when all I do requires no more than a three-year-old's intellect. And, when I have 4-6 hours a night to myself (for sleep, eating, commuting, bathing, etc. - I do not think it is in my best interest to drive all the way to WalMart and wait in the checkout line just so I can have fresh fruit and vegetables every day. That said, I am grateful to have a job, and if I were to have a real job that required me to work 24-7, I wouldn't get time off to see Moodies concerts. It's all good.

I don't want to move to the Northwest because I've heard too many stories of ladies getting badly depressed for the lack of sunshine. I noticeably get more depressed with overcast days. I even turned down a chance to get a master's degree in space weather from Washington U for that very reason.

I wish we COULD get some more people to post here, who just want to talk and chat, not solicit pornography, place ads, or talk rudely.

We live in such a rude world. I have a dream of no more bad news.