Nobody's touching me, including me.

Eating baked beans for breakfast, two gnats descended into the bowl. I delicately rescued them, scooping 'em out with my finger before squishing them on the blankets here in bed.

Now I'm noticing that the room is swarming with gnats. It's nature's reminder that I need to take out the trash, so I'll empty the bucket tonight, or maybe tomorrow.

Jeez — roaches, crickets, fleas, and no gnats. What's next, locusts? Lions and tigers and bears?

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My teeth haven't been bothering me lately, and I think I know why, so I 'll share this easy home remedy for recurring toothaches:

Brushing seemed to make pain throb even worse, so I've cut way down. Now I brush my teeth maybe once every other week, and the teeth are lovin' it, and I'd like to thank my few friends for not complaining.

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When Sarah-Katherine visited in July, I spent the last few days before she arrived whackin' off a lot, just imagining all the things we'd do. Perhaps as a result, even though she was willing, I was unable to do nearly as much as I would've liked.

So this time, nobody's touching me, including me, until she gets here, which will be December 9th. I enjoyed one last slow-stroking masturbation just before midnight, then wiped my fingers to type this announcement that there'll be no more masturbation until she's come and gone. Like a pro athlete before the big game, I'm saving all my energy, and when Sarah-Katherine steps off the plane it's my intent to be bursting, bursting with excitement.

♦ ♦ ♦ 

And that's a wrap, the end of November. See you in the next issue, next month.

From Pathetic Life #18
Thursday, Nov. 30, 1995

This is an entry retyped from an on-paper zine I wrote many years ago, called Pathetic Life. The opinions stated were my opinions then, but might not be my opinions now. Also, I said and did some disgusting things, so parental guidance is advised.

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