I’ve forgotten how to relate. Spent a lifetime of thinking the possibility of a relationship was more important than having a relationship. Work has to go into it to bring it value. But, no. I focused on the possibility. And now it’s no longer possible. I’m an old man. The end.
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I survived COVID-19. But I have this anger. Muted rage. All that worry, all that preparation, all that precaution, all the vaccinations, all the epidemiological learnings, all the discussions and warnings and avoidance. And I still got COVID. Still. I just don’t understand. I tried. Honestly tried. But I got it from a place of …
Sue Smells T Cells
Dear Diary: I hope you’re sitting down on the toilet, because you’re gonna shit yourself laughing. Guess what I got last week! OMG guess! Hahahaha. Haaaaahaahahaha. Hahahaa. Hahahahahahaha. Haha. Hah. Ha. Oh god I’m out of breath. So yeah, that’s right, after 2 some-odd of the worst years of everybody’s lives, it finally came around …
TNA
I’m only here for the tits and ass. Everything else is pretense. Obviously.
Unpunched
Waiting at the station 10 years for the train to come. One finally breezes into the station. I say, “whoa, you’re too fast!” “Yeah, but I’ll get you there sooner for a cheaper fare!” she says. “No transfers.” I reply, “but I’m scared of losing my ticket. I’ll wait for the next train.” “Alright. Sorry …