There's always lots to complain about--from inflationary prices (here and IRL), BSC providers flaming out on the boards, bait and switch, fake reviews, you name it.  I like to take a moment every now and then and smell the roses.  Or in my case, the pussy.

Just a couple of days ago I met a new provider.  She was quite reluctant at first to let me DATY.  10 or 15 minutes later (with her helping by rubbing her clit), a puddle was forming on the bed.  A few minutes after that we were in the middle of a delightful, passionate fuck that felt like sex with a girlfriend.  My point isn't about how great a lover I am; it's that the universe isn't all shit sandwiches.  I was truly happy in that moment--or series of moments.  So, shit sandwiches aside for a moment, here's to a universe that can still make a jaded old fart happy for an hour or so.