I guess it is finally time for me to start showcasing some of my own misfortunes on this blog. This is not easy to do since I am damn near perfect in almost every aspect of being human. But... I will try.
The Tiny Bladder Chronicles that will follow are recollections of a dark period in my life when I preferred to get "black-out" drunk, pass out, start sleep walking and begin to urinate anywhere I could besides a toilet. This isn't something I'm proud of. However, it is simply a condition I have (probably genetic) and I deserve the sympathy of my peers.