exacerbations of K. Fantasy (Dick-less wonder)
Wednesday I stayed home from the Layout --ugh! bowling; Vadisadism, to work on Painless, Part 2 of the never-ending journal on the edge of time. I included a link to this blog, as here I chronical the ongoing story of Rootboy.
Before I started the story (a true story of Savage Dread), & before Trish's traditional taxi-grab, I phoned Spectrum about the firewall. He said that it could take anywhere from $25 to $100 to fix. $25 I can afford; $100, no way. + we still have to pay the plumber bill.
The guy did say, though, that there isn't much danger in running the computer without the firewall if you're on dial-up. This was a relief for me, but in particular ended a lot of Trish's anxiety. The poor girl has been so distraught with feeling lousy in bed -- 'cause of the ED from Risperdal -- that until the issue with Viagra is resolved I don't want to add any extra stressors.
The same applies to me. First night out on Viagra, lots of K. Fantasy, just out of reach. 2nd night, Trish rejected all that, bye-bye, bi-bi. Then all of a sudden, K. Fantasy rang the doorbell, & it made me manic. Sleepless nights, in spite of the temazepam, even 3 of them. Acute exacerbations of VADIS: I thought of my prior obsession a lot last night, mostly the time that she came to visit while I was returning a library book, & she never tried again. Probably couldn't. Alfalfa High, you know. Then Rachel ridiculed me, the only person I'd ever mentioned Vadis to, & I couldn't try, after that. Then she wonders why the transference into the form of a letter, & has to get all "feminist" on me & hate me. I never would've developed paranoia, had this not happened.
Rachel is beyond Fantasy, save for Mindstorm. K. Fantasy is a different story. She has to invite herself over & flaunt toves now slithier with her weight gain. Like that one time she came by about a year ago, mania flared, only to be knocked down by haldol the next day. I did get an outline for Machine Messiah out of the acid speed-rush, though.
So I'd just uploaded Painless & sat back thinking of life's inner meaning & this dildo, Kim. Needing to relax, I put on Bring It On, mostly for the eye candy & the soundtrack. Trish took a shower while the movie played itself out.
We went to have my blood pressure measured; so far, so good. Then there followed a trip to the Buckadingdong Store for diverse sundries, including junk food. Although she's aware that she's gaining weight & wants to lose, she'll whine endlessly if she can't buy the stuff.
A stop at Creative Leisure yielded a no-porn situation, so after I fixed our chicken we watched Catwoman, which we did rent there, then attempted to achieve arousal thru a porno full of strippers, which we already had.
I think I need a higher dose. Although I'm now capable of cumming, something I went without for ages, it's still hard to get hard & stay hard. Today, I'll phone the doctor & see if I can up the dose.
So we have an appointment with Joe this morning, before we do the taxi-grab to the Invisible Hospital for Trish's heart sonogram. We plan to eat there, then have Car-girl give us a ride in the batmobile & drop Trish off at home, then have me do the TA thing with Car-girl.
Since Trish has today & tomorrow off, I won't be able to work on "Twin of Morlock", until she's back at work, save for the time she has her TA. Instead, we have all kinds of appointments today, but tomorrow, save for the blood pressure check, we can mostly just relax & have fun. Perhaps with 2 Viagra I can shoot 20 feet of jissem, too.
Before I started the story (a true story of Savage Dread), & before Trish's traditional taxi-grab, I phoned Spectrum about the firewall. He said that it could take anywhere from $25 to $100 to fix. $25 I can afford; $100, no way. + we still have to pay the plumber bill.
The guy did say, though, that there isn't much danger in running the computer without the firewall if you're on dial-up. This was a relief for me, but in particular ended a lot of Trish's anxiety. The poor girl has been so distraught with feeling lousy in bed -- 'cause of the ED from Risperdal -- that until the issue with Viagra is resolved I don't want to add any extra stressors.
The same applies to me. First night out on Viagra, lots of K. Fantasy, just out of reach. 2nd night, Trish rejected all that, bye-bye, bi-bi. Then all of a sudden, K. Fantasy rang the doorbell, & it made me manic. Sleepless nights, in spite of the temazepam, even 3 of them. Acute exacerbations of VADIS: I thought of my prior obsession a lot last night, mostly the time that she came to visit while I was returning a library book, & she never tried again. Probably couldn't. Alfalfa High, you know. Then Rachel ridiculed me, the only person I'd ever mentioned Vadis to, & I couldn't try, after that. Then she wonders why the transference into the form of a letter, & has to get all "feminist" on me & hate me. I never would've developed paranoia, had this not happened.
Rachel is beyond Fantasy, save for Mindstorm. K. Fantasy is a different story. She has to invite herself over & flaunt toves now slithier with her weight gain. Like that one time she came by about a year ago, mania flared, only to be knocked down by haldol the next day. I did get an outline for Machine Messiah out of the acid speed-rush, though.
So I'd just uploaded Painless & sat back thinking of life's inner meaning & this dildo, Kim. Needing to relax, I put on Bring It On, mostly for the eye candy & the soundtrack. Trish took a shower while the movie played itself out.
We went to have my blood pressure measured; so far, so good. Then there followed a trip to the Buckadingdong Store for diverse sundries, including junk food. Although she's aware that she's gaining weight & wants to lose, she'll whine endlessly if she can't buy the stuff.
A stop at Creative Leisure yielded a no-porn situation, so after I fixed our chicken we watched Catwoman, which we did rent there, then attempted to achieve arousal thru a porno full of strippers, which we already had.
I think I need a higher dose. Although I'm now capable of cumming, something I went without for ages, it's still hard to get hard & stay hard. Today, I'll phone the doctor & see if I can up the dose.
So we have an appointment with Joe this morning, before we do the taxi-grab to the Invisible Hospital for Trish's heart sonogram. We plan to eat there, then have Car-girl give us a ride in the batmobile & drop Trish off at home, then have me do the TA thing with Car-girl.
Since Trish has today & tomorrow off, I won't be able to work on "Twin of Morlock", until she's back at work, save for the time she has her TA. Instead, we have all kinds of appointments today, but tomorrow, save for the blood pressure check, we can mostly just relax & have fun. Perhaps with 2 Viagra I can shoot 20 feet of jissem, too.
0 Comments:
Post a Comment
<< Home