Welcome Home, Bon Voyage

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11 hours later, I finally dragged myself out of bed. Not really surprising, given my weekend. I started a batch of seitan, then did a bunch of chores - cleaned my room, vacuumed the apartment, did the dishes, took out the trash & recycling, cleaned the bathroom, mopped the floors, went through old mail, etc. Ate some brunch - lettuce, tvp, 1/4 cup of pasta, and ran errands. Picked up a prescription, deposited some checks, hit the gym. Had a great workout, really. Tons of abs, tons of arms, and even legs. Was gonna go grocery shopping after, but decided to put it off. The less food I have in the house, the less I have to worry about eating.

Dwayne messaged me when I got home, asking if he could come by. We had fun, if less chemistry than last time. I didn't cum for him, and he didn't ask. He seemed to have something on his mind, but insisted there was nothing when I asked.

My half sister, Megan, was having a joint going away/birthday party with her friend Anna, at Babycakes at 5. She's going on a road trip with her boyfriend. She jumped on me when I got there. I like her, and I feel like we have a lot of similarities. At the same time, there's something a little forced about her interactions, and it's with everyone. I'm wary. It was a good time; I met a bunch of her (now former) co-workers. She introduced me as her brother, when she got to them first, I introduced myself as her half-brother, when I got to them first. I suppose it doesn't matter much. The birthday girl, Anna, apparently met me years ago at Flick's, and we talked about veganism. She looked vaguely familiar, but I really have no recollection of it. I finally bid them adieu, and Megan's boyfriend, a quiet, handsome, introspective boy, walked me out, shook my hand, and told me he meant to take care of my sister. That's nice.

Milo texted, wanting to drop by, but I really did need to do some grocery shopping, even just for the next couple days, and to get snacks for RPDR at Todd's. I settled on sweet potato chips from TJ's, though they didn't get opened. I had a drink at Todd's, though just the one. Patrick, one of the gents from Ron Weaver's Valentine's party, was there. There was another guy who seemed, if not smitten with me, at least charmed by my commentary. It looked like folks were going to stay to watch the Sex Talk Show after, but I figured Todd wanted to go to bed, so I made moves to clean up, and everyone else followed suit.