It is time I talked about the toilet experience of the last four years I endured. I was a day to day struggle that came around too soon in the afternoon and had a constipated ending with me rushing home to a nothing house or staying and sleeping for a few hours on a tacky blue stiff couch. I had not stayed at the shit hole overnight until April of 2004...And then it was a dismal overnight--not my idea of a honeymoon overnight. As I continued, I thought I maybe an advantage for the derelics that ran and owned the toilet. But the rotted teeth slime and the one armed bandit who called the shots sickly disagreed and I was dismissed. I have loved my life since. I do not have to report and flush everyday at the hated 4pm...