Friday, July 25, 2025
Thursday, July 24, 2025
I don't know why. But from the moment of Yes Please (runner up choices: Help Me, Say When) + I'm Your Huckleberry thrown in, I've had a feeling like he'd be caught. Not cheating (N/A), or even leaving (wait, do his people ever just divorce forever as a way of being married? I hadn't thought of that), but by glee in his voice.
It would stand out as atypical.
Get caught by whom in what way, tripped somehow by what cosmic ottomon, to what end ? - no idea. And he might even throttle it himself as unfamiliar anymore, talking god knows what smack at his own self. So before, no during, whatever that fork was/is, I had to outpace it.
Photo people is how it starts, the glam shots. Final fussing in the yard. I decided to take a TREE with me cz that is the kind of hairpin I am, so I start digging it up. I throw on some music. Let's play the play me a song game, since he's sooo quiet atm, sucking blood globs with eye forks ..
you don't want to love a man like me - big al anderson
(HAHAHAHAHAHA)
That surely cannot possibly be for me. But since I've been up since before dawn, am now just too tired to fuss anymore, might as well sit here and listen to it again. Bemused.
1. Don't tell me what to do. (Unless we are fucking, then I might bow to your greater expertise.)
2. ...well it doesnt matter cz that song wasn't for me and photo dude is here...
I realized something - I don't know what "say when" mean means either. (I don't think you meant arm wrestling rt?)
Wednesday, July 23, 2025
VIRGO
Tuesday, July 22, 2025
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still only a B, but "solid", like a star sticker on my homework |
Monday, July 21, 2025
I am unpaused holistically. I am stone cold soberly concluding that at the end(s) of the world(s) we are living in, it is fundamentally life affirming and thus sane to start breaking new fucking and love ground(s) around here. (Recap.)
I put 10k down on the new utterly unexpected house this afternoon.
I picked the song for the photo
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Less than an hour later, I looked up and found half dozen cops filling my yard, chasing somebody(s) that had hopped my fence AGAIN. My heart didn't skip one beat.
VIRGO (Aug. 23-Sept. 22). A family situation stirs again. Your role is evolving, and this time, you won't accept the old assignment. You're building a new dynamic one sentence, one choice, one subtle refusal at a time. Keep going.