Yeah, so I haven't blogged in well over a week. I've been, er... busy. "Doing what?" you ask. My answer is, "Thinking."
Most of my thoughts have been of my Lust Object. He and I are on two different pages in the Book O' Life. I am certain that he is worth every ounce of energy I have to give him. He feels that I am something of which to be afraid and consequently avoid.
Secondly, my thoughts veer to my current state of unemployment. When will I find a job? Who the fuck knows?!
Third, how could my life be reduced to such a small pinpoint? When did this happen?
Talk to you in another 10 days or so.