Well, due to a troubled night’s sleep, I woke up too late in order to make an appointment with the doctor. Typical! I did try to order that new TV though, but their website isn’t properly listing those extra delivery features, which I really need. I’ll check back tomorrow and even give them a call about it, if necessary.
My console overheated earlier, even though it’s not been that hot today. Clouds have suddenly appeared, with a nice breeze, so I’m enjoying that right now. There’s nothing worse than being unwell and there being a weather system you don’t enjoy. I need cold, dammit!
I had a burger for dinner, but inside a focaccia rather than a standard burger bun. Fancy bread does make a nice change, I must say!
Being in so much pain is making masturbation difficult. It’s not a particularly sexy state of mind to be in. I did workshop a pleasant fantasy though, involving two boys going for a walk together in the woods, then taking a break to sunbathe naked in a secluded glade. They then tenderly experiment with each other’s bodies. I felt a tickle in my tummy, but wasn’t able to achieve an erection.
I’ll store the fantasy in my “wank bank” for another time.
Other bathroom activities have become easier today, which must be to do with my not boozing for days and having fibre-heavy food delivered yesterday. I was getting rather concerned, I must say!
I’m not feeling too creative at the moment, due to the aforementioned pain I’ve been experiencing. I may even post an intermission warning over at The Whittling Post. Not that anyone but AI bots reads it anyway. Who can tell where the internet is going these days. Somehow, it feels more unstable than it did 30-years-ago. I’m not even sure how that’s possible.
Technology usually improves, right?
The second of the two pain relief gels I bought seems to actually work, so Ill be sure to buy another tube of that brand, even if all this current bollocks clears up overnight. I doubt it will though.
It’s still very quiet, socially speaking. My mind keeps attacking me with bad memories of past human interactions. Quite why it believes something that happened to me decades ago is relevant, I do not know. It just enjoys torturing me, I guess.
Well, I best go watch something to help calm me down. Or try for another wank.
Do stay in touch, darlings.
Toodles!
