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.
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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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