VCA

May. 17th, 2020 07:10 am
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Crazy early, edged a bunch in the morning but managed to avoid cumming. I eventually convinced myself to make that Spiderman shower jerk-off video for my fan across the sea. He wanted it 10+ minutes, and I only made it to 5, but it's better than nothing. And continuing my Apology World Tour, I called Dana and apologized for calling him while high. We actually spoke for almost 2 hours. I was pretty down with just getting stoned all day and laying next to Lady Miss Friday, of course, but Patrick called me. Nerd was having some sort of breathing emergency and he needed help finding an open vet and then a ride there. All I ever really hear is "I need vet" and I'm out the door without even my cape.

My stimulus check was in the mail, as was a box..I got excited over the box, thinking it was my DabTab pen, despite the tracking information. It was just my webcam for work. I picked up Patrick and Nerd...my car is trash. It's got Tupperware and various moving leftovers all over....the VCA ER wanted him to wait 4-5 hrs. We made it an hour or two, but Nerd seemed to have recovered. It was good to see Patrick, as always. He didn't know a lot of the details since I lost my place, and it was...a thing...to admit I crashed my car into a tractor while high.....thank Gawd I was driving so slowly at the time.

Tim was waiting for me at home with Pupple, since he was in the area. We talked some about my getting used to the new place, and he wants me to focus more on the future than the past. Right now, the plan is to train up at ADI, then either become a staff attorney there or start fighting for animal rights. He approved, but thought I should go environmental law instead. All of that's so far in the future, though, plans would be pretty useless right now.

I talked to Julian later in the evening, though I'd started drinking. He's at a cross-roads right now, still trying to get into the military or maybe homeland security or something. He asked for help, and of course I'm always down.

I also got a message from Jeremy, the meth using therapist I used to fuck. He said he remembered me, and wanted to make sure I wasn't confusing him for Jeremy Stevens. He was also really focused on getting me to parTy, even after I told him about my addiction. He lives in Fallbrook now, so it's not like I'm ever likely to see him again.

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