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.
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.