Skipped out on a doctor appointment today. Can't ever recall doing that before.

I wish I was someplace else, pretty much anyplace else. I do have a place in mind.

I'm absolutely frustrated as hell about something I have no control over.

I'm totally broke for the next two weeks and will have to shun all my extraneous pleasures and transform my mindset into a pure Luddite disciplinary state of being.

I took a short vacation to get into a groove, but didn't get into that groove until I came back to work.

I absolutely have to do laundry tomorrow.

I wish I had the right words for a good friend of mine. :(

Today has been a successful day in all other matters.

I need to make a decision here soon.

I feel needed, which for me is sooooooooooooo important, but I hate the stress that goes with that and miss not being needed.

I spent way too much time taking care of something that a professional could've done better and faster, and that frustrates me greatly.

I have a good looking penis....I guess you could say I'm having a good penis day. :roflmao:

I couldn't stand it another day and went into the kid's bog and cleaned it. :sad:

For an afternoon break I was stripped naked, put over his knee, spanked, diddled, and made thoroughly wet and satisfied. :brows:

The damn apartment complex was messing around with the water today and I have a washing machine full of brown towels!! :mad:

Bummer Tess, don't they hang notice's when they do that?

:ranting:No, the stupid woman at the office just giggled and said they didn't know the water department was coming out today or how long it would take. The towels have been washed in two cups of bleach and are now soaking in a cup of Biz and detergent. I see fading! :rolleyes:

But you did get diddled Tess, that's got to take at least some of the sting out of the messed up towels doesn't it? :p

Osuche sounds yummy and fun have a nice night... me ? well it's lent so lunch might have been my last meal tunafish salad sandwich (too early here NJ for fresh tuna)

Work is going to be 8 hours of hell.
Hell would have to be more fun then a store closing.
If I can make it thru the week without taking a customer's head off then I can make it thru anything.

I'm headed on a bike ride today, then dinner in South Bay with a friend.

My muscles ache and I feel awful

I have lots of work to do, but I'm planning on taking some time off today

Not feeling very energetic today.

Been thinking a lot about my brother in law. He used to be my best friend but our relationship has been extremely strained the last 3+ years since he cheated on my sister. I really miss our friendship but I don't know that I can ever forgive him for what he did to her and my nieces.

Can't wait for tomorrow when the Cubs start their season and all is right in the world once again. :nana:

I had an INTENSE "extended play" creative erotic drive last night that went on into the wee dawn hours of this morning. Cleaned up and organized my scattered porn "reference" around my workspace. Worked on two new drawings. Had an incredibly vivid erotic dream that I'll be putting to paper before I forget about it.

Because I stayed up all night, I didn't do laundry in the morning like I was supposed to. But that erotic dream I had in place of it for those two hours was worth it.

I rescued a still-useable folding 4-door shoji screen divider from a trash pile the other night. Only the guaze paper over the screen is natted, torn and dirty; the finished wood is unwarped, completely fine and the hinges are unrusted and swing perfectly. I plan on cutting away the rotten screen paper, repainting the wood black and replacing the paper over the screen doors with large panels of my art, which will be erotic, natch. The effect will either come off like a faux stained glass window or multiple panels of a wordless story, depending on how I set it up. I'll document the process here once I get it started. This will probably take a while to do, but I've always been interested in doing something like this and I need a deep-rooted, interior space-justifying project to keep my artistic flow going. Also, I get to really recycle something useable. Just never felt like buying a brand new shoji screen only to fuck it up. One person's trash really is another person's treasure.

I woke up feeling like shit, an dcancelled a dinner date

I need to get my blood flowing again

Mental health days are just what the dr ordered.

Had a great Palm Sunday experience If your interested PM me