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Archive for June, 2018
Not Even Remotely
Have you heard of modern relationships?
Well I’m in one.
We live half a world away from each other but we are as close as can be.
Sometimes I think a remote relationship is better than an in person one.
Let’s face it, people in real life are as boring as fuck aren’t they? So why not test each other’s abilities to transcend distance by stationing yourself halfway across the world from him?
In real life or irl as it’s generally known is overrated. Most young people from millennials downwards know this. They don’t make a distinction between real life and online friendships. So why should we older peeps not get a piece of the pie?
The only things you need are dedication, determination, love and the will to transcend everything that comes between you or would seek to keep you apart. Technology is largely on our side and getting more so all the time. This is doable guys!
My controller isn’t fat like in Thomas the Tank Engine, but he is chunky. Just as well. He needs some fat reserves to survive the cold Chicago winters.
Still Not Manic
Nope. Despite the new man. Maybe because of him, actually.
So what’s he like Louise, who is this new man?
He’s a very private person. He’s not like me.
We met on Reddit. I used to post on a subreddit called Needafriend. I posted there a whole lotta times. Gathered a vast number of ‘text pals’, a select few of whom I keep up regular contact with.
We’ve been talking for one month but moved so fast and talked so intensely for so many hours that it actually feels like a lot longer.
OK, so he’s less than half my age. In my world that’s pretty normal as I am a well known milf lol. Those who don’t know what a milf is, let’s keep it that way. He’s not a boy, nor is he my toy though. My name isn’t Demi Moore and he’s not Ashton Kutcher.
Abruptly changing the subject, kindly allow me to ‘vent’ about this awful cold/flu that I have. I feel truly lousy.
No Longer Torn
…between two lovers or anything else. Though that’s a cracking song.
I’m happy, cherubs. Not even manic, just happy and admittedly I haven’t slept. But I had my reasons.
Oh no Louise, I hear you groan. Don’t say there’s yet another man in your life, we haven’t got over the last few yet.
There is though.
For fear of jinxing it I won’t tell you much about him yet.
Plus, family might read this.
He’s simply the best, better than all the rest, better than anyone, anyone I’ve ever met…
That’s all I’m gonna say, for now, except who’s my stalker, the one person who viewed these pages 24 times the other night? Unmask yourself!
Not Manic M’Kay?
I’m not manic, OK? Just because I’ve posted a large handful of music vids, don’t jump to conclusions guys…
I’m not yet at the point where I start telepathically picking up on people’s thoughts on buses and broadcasting them aloud. Not yet awhile…
I can usually afford one sleepless night before that stuff starts to kick in, anyway I’m on a ton of meds that, I am reliably informed, are supposed to stop this from happening.
Am I Still Ill? 