*gently pokes at the swamp with a stick*

I am feeling a little "under the weather". That's my excuse.

I'm alive, but sick. My head is stuffed with green creme. Not good.

My motivation has reached a new low since Cowtown last month. I'm trying to leverage my crappy performance at a trail HM this weekend to jump start my mojo.

the atmosphere has been so vicious... so toxic... alas! the claws of animosity & fear have torn at my every waking hour; verily, i say unto ye, the noxious cloud has pervaded even the sanctity of my dreams. this msg bd is my entire world, and your responses to me provide the sole assessment of my self-worth. i can barely bear to post here, for fear of the total destruction of my soul.

I should really check in more on the weekend. Had I known that I had ignited a firestorm that nearly resulted in the destruction of The Swamp and the GSP under a tsunami of snark, I might have interceded and.... ok, done absolutely nothing, or even made it worse. So maybe I'll continue to keep my weekends relatively swamp-free. Maybe I need a few swamp-free weekdays. It'll give me more time to concentrate on Scout's mom.

At the far end of town where the gricle grass grows and the wind smells slow and sour when it blows, and no birds sing excepting old crows, is the street of the lifted Lorax. What was the Lorax and why was it there, and why was it lifted and taken somewhere from the far end of town where the grickle grass grows? The old Onceler lives there, ask him, he knows. You won't see the Onceler, he ... (from memory, I have loads more)

The biggest issue for me was the breaking of the cardinal rule about political threads. Then it just went downhill from there. I'm annoyed by the fact that this is not the place it used to be. For many reasons. So yeah, the swamp is dead. Long live the swamp. I'm fine with nastiness. If I wasn't, I wouldn't do Globule's mom. But yeah, we've gotten away from picking on each other, to picking on random others, and then they randomly come in here, and it turns into a whole load of bullshit. I'm not some sort of moral policeman, but the level of ridiculousness has risen to a point where it's not fun anymore. That being said, I think it's silly to have to actually create a whole thread asking for a truce. Jesus-jumpin'-line-dancin'-Christ. This ain't the fucking UN, and we're not warring nation states. The situation has gotten out of control. And I fear that attempts to bring it under control will swing the pendulum to the opposite extreme. Either way, it's stupid.