I have the singular ability to embarrass myself, which is convenient because it saves you the effort. The way I beat you to the punch by deprecating myself, I consider that a service I excel at. Like mama always said, if you can’t say anything good, say it about yourself, because for every finger you …
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Reflecting on my life and where it is now. Turned 35 a week ago; I’m almost at the statistical halfway point until death. Sometimes I feel halfway dead already, and that’s unsettling. Starting to see further signs of growing older. As I sat down to write this entry, I cued up some music, logged in, …
I’m sad. I don’t have anyone to share [Steak-and-B.J.-Day] with. And I’m horny lately, to boot. :sighs: Any [takers]?
