NEININCH

I was a few hours into a stream Friday Night when my dog started losing his shit once more. He had wanted to go outside and zoomies around two of the previous three times I let him out. I came home early and 3 times from 4pm-8pm is a lot for him. So again at 10 was crazy.

Though to be fair, it did seem like he was alerted to something more than he just wanted to go run around more. I took him and he beat me into the kitchen. He immediately started growling at the back door.

I get back there and it’s the blonde the wife likes and a black haired pale skin friend with her. My dog doesn’t really seem to like the blonde and has never seen the black haired girl so was automatically growling.

I left the dog in the kitchen and stepped outside. Blondie walked right to me and whispered in my ear “we need dick” before starting to pull down my shorts. The black haired girl was rubbing my junk through the shorts and I panicked for a moment.

“No calm down, not out here, I am in the middle of stuff I have to stop,” I said but my pants were already on the ground and the black haired girl was stroking me and started kissing my neck. My dick doesn’t care about anything and was already flooding with blood while I looked up at the under side of the awning above my back porch. “Seriously not right now,” I said pulling from them and getting my pants back up before I fell into the bushes.

I told them to stay outside and went into the kitchen to put the dog into his kennel so he would just bark and not be able to do anything else that was stupid. Not more than three seconds after shutting his kennel the blonde I honestly try to avoid, came into the kitchen and bit my back on my shoulder blade. She knows, this will 900% activate me sexually, even though just looking at the pale girl did that already.

“You two go to Wife’s room and I’ll meet you there, use whatever you want out of the box” I told the blonde girl. wife and I have done enough with the blonde girl, because the wife likes her a lot, that she knows exactly what box I’m talking about.

but yeah, i went right into my computer room, typed something into chat about life being strange, and ended the stream.

then probably proceeded to almost entirely ignore the blonde and have all the fun with the pale black haired girl. who quietly said she wanted to come over again so i said definitely tomorrow, same time. and she did.

wife got to meet her the next day too. and predictably enough “not that attractive, she’s yours” lol. wife likes the blonde girl but i guess wife has always liked blondes and not so much anything else, so none of this is surprising. i got the impression wife had already met her, because she seemed familiar, so it’s another instance of wife probably helped set that up.

I started working in a place where one of the coworkers is crazy attractive and I told a female friend about it. She REALLY wanted to see what this person looked like but wouldn’t come visit me for a chance to see. Told me to do what she does and just have my phone out and take a picture or six while they’re nearby. Well we don’t work in the same part of the building so I don’t really have the opportunity to have my phone out and just have them be around.

She said, then have your phone recording all the time and stop when the other person comes through. Then just take the best screenshots you can, and send those to me.

I said, you really are a creeper aren’t you lol. She always had her phone out when I worked with her recording videos and shit and never asked anybody if they wanted to be recorded hahaahha. But she’s funny and we did stupid shit like record videos of her getting in and out of these big boxes and other manners of fuckerry.

Whatever, I guess I can try being a creeper. So I found a way to make my phone record video without being turned on. Eventually got a couple pictures for her and she’s like OHHHHH THEY ARE HOT YOU’RE RIGHT.

So I guess I have a junior creeper status now.

I used to post multiple times a day to a blog. I did it for almost fifteen years. But a lot of it was just trauma dumping, creative writing, or just venting shit in the heat of the moment. Things that I marked pretty clearly as such. And sure enough, people took things out of context and blew them up. It got to the point I hid the journal behind a password and eventually just stopped. It’s not that I bottle it up, I found other outlets. But I do love journaling.

The problem is, I worry about people twisting my words and coming at me about them without ever asking about them first. Just whole conclusions based on a part of a paragraph. No reading the rest of it for a total contextual explanation. No attempting to hold back judgment before talking to me in case I misworded or forgot to type whole sentences all together. Just straight to attack with ears shut off.

So I started this. It has been at least five or six years since my previous blog was closed down. I mean, I’m the one who closed it down. It’s not like the feds came in or some web administrator came onto my website and deleted it all. I made the choice to try and leave it in the past.

I left Facebook, Instagram, Threads in the past. But I shouldn’t leave blogging in the past. So I’ll try to shake off those feelings and keep writing.

Jesus Christ I had a dream where it culminated in the group that was attacking our group launched a nuke at us

I knew it was coming

I’ve had so many nuke dreams I didn’t fight it and just let it happen and rode the shockwave

Some entity not previously in the dream started talking to me as I was going through the air

“You’re supposed to x and y react”

No, this is a dream, I’ve been through this before

Entity looks visibly surprised and irritated.

Not doing to die in my sleep tonight.. Nice try, dream world.

There’s nothing like having a long dream where most of it is watching a live show where a real life crush is to my right and behind me the whole time. And making sure to pretend like I don’t see her, because in real life, she’s a categorical impossibility.. And I would appreciate it if my brain would fucking stop that shit forever lol.