I'm in a weird place. I'm not necessarily happy, but I recognize that it iz mostly my fault. I'm not doing the things that I know make me happy. It's kinda difficult 2 complain about the results under these conditions, U know?
It's funny, becuz I find myself becoming irritated with other people in my life who aren't, 4 whatever reason, doing whatever the fuck it iz I want them 2 do. Earlier 2night I found myself having 2 contemplate how 2 approach this delicate subject when it occurred 2 me (out of the fucking blue, I might add) that I ain't such a fucking peach myself, right now. Maybe I should look N2 cleaning up my own house B4 I start trying 2 expect others 2 capitulate 2 my whims and fancies (I'll bet y'all didn't know I have both whims and fancies. Whims, sure...but fancies? That had 2 catch U by surprise...). Maybe if I try 2 raise my own stock, those around me will recognize this and respond in kind.
Or maybe not - I don't fucking know. I do know that whining about it iz getting old, so maybe I will give this a try.
Keeping U posted
PS I'm not even going 2 try 2 write FOUR blogs in a row without mentioning PrincessKissy's (remember...I'm still trying 2 seduce this woman) beautiful fucking ass. If I decide 2 visit Michigan, will Argit01 let U put me up, or will I just have 2 ask LadyDarkStarr if I can stay with her?
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