Mugs and cups and Pepsi and google and phone calls... Yow! Now we can become alcoholics!

For some reason I'm reminiscing. :)
Back a long time ago Once when I played a role playing game the game master always had this fixation that we /had/ to play for at least a certain number of hours when we met up - it all got rather forced and ended badly because we were meeting about 3 or 4 times a week as a 'social' thing and being forced to play just ruined the enjoyment of the game as a special activity. We just didn't feel like playing too much of the time. :(
There's a metaphor for something in there, and I'm not quite sure what it is...
Anyway!
I've suffered from all of the hang-ups known, and none is as bad as the telephone. This is something I've only really discovered tonight. Oh no, back about the middle of last year... but that was even more scary. I hope I don't have to carry capsicum spray around with me when I go out at night anymore, that'd be bad. :(
So, for those who harass me, remember that for days after death hair and fingernails continue to grow, but phone calls taper off. Remember that as a teenager you are at the last stage in your life when you will be happy to hear that the phone is for you.

An accurate description of the world of negotiation involves the press and politicians who sustain a delicate relationship which hangs in the balance. Too close, and danger ensues. Too far apart and democracy itself cannot function without the essential exchange of information. Creative leaks, a discreet lunch, interchange in the Lobby, the art of the unattributable telephone call, late at night.
But that's as an aside. Something I was thinking of...

I think I'll move to the couch now, also. Goodnight I hope. :)

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Sitting on the bench