One thing that scares me about the possibility of society breaking down, is the knowledge that I may have to use a filthy toilet. I don't handle filthy toilets well. Any occasions where I have to use portable toilets induce constipation. Camping or going away somewhere that doesn't have a proper sit-down are similar. I'm not referring to the stand-up situation but rather the sit-down. Obviously.
Cleaning and eating a feral cat--no problems. Sitting down on a warm seat--uggh.
Just another in a litany of my not-so-deep-down psychological issues.
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
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