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March 2019: The site is saved and back on a premium server! πŸ™ƒ

The site has been saved from extinction and all posts imported over. Not only do they host completely free, I can start paying for the premium service anytime I like, which will probably be pretty soon ’cause I’ve been at this too long to settle for some shitty free site.

February 2019: A horse is a horse, of course, of course 🐴

Mm I do very little this month, so clearly the ‘show’ hasn’t gone on yet though I do start making myself doodle a pretty drawing or two, still managing to find time to send abusive texts to my uh, ex-ex girlfriend. Don’t know how I manage to fit it all in..

January 2019: Tortas Portuguesa πŸ’

New year’s happens again, I get chatty with a Brazilian chick and start learning bits of choppy portugues and take a temporary cleaning job as the contract comes to an end.

December 2018: Deixe os cΓ£es dormentes πŸ•

While walking back from town ther other day, I come across this baby dog running around the middle of the road. The puppy ran up to me, I was dumb enough to pat her and here we are: in my unit together. Very irresponsible thing to do for an ordinary, common-as-shit kelpie pup.

November 2018: On with the show 🌻

Spring is now in its tail end and I need to resume employment and resume normal life. Whether I also need to move on and settle for a less detached woman depends on you, but know that ‘happily single’ is an oxymoron to me and the clock is ticking..

October 2018: Bitches be trippin’ πŸ§Ÿβ€β™€οΈπŸ§Ÿβ€β™€οΈπŸ§Ÿβ€β™€οΈ

With one woman a loving enabler who wants me home with her, another a bitch who’d rather hang out with her fat married girlfriend than me, and now a third proclaiming she just wants to fuck me, I have had enough of all their collective bullshit.

Outing #55: The soulmate returns 🎻

I finally reunite with the love of my life, again, so it’s back to freezing my cock off outside homeless in a sleeping-bag for me, help Brian multiple times in attempting to eradicate the fleas or bedbugs or whatever they are that he’s too embarrassed to ask other residents for help with, and the battle over the piano continues..

Outing #51: Winter is here..

I have my first home-cooked meal in six months, have to hand Rosa’s key back to her because of a few old bitches in the church itself and whatever else.

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Outing #44: I’ve got to leave town NOW..

It’s 6:30am and I’m sick of every fuckhead in town staring at me.Β I’ve gotta go before they all get up so I don’t have to put-up with another day faking it surrounded by the general public: pretending I’m having just as good a time as they are – it’s bullshit.

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Three weeks straight on the street, no sweat.

Poison berries have me in agony all day – but man they taste good , I get a deluxe grinder to shred my drugs, a lizard on the main street I seriously considered eating just for a moment and I take another step towards vaporizer godliness with an RDA.

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