Life has been hectic. Let’s see. First — MEN. This guy I met 3 years ago is interested again. I met him right before I met my ex and while he was a nice guy, he treated me pretty badly and admitted he was a jerk and apologized. He’s been sniffing around for a while now just making chit-chat and yesterday he dropped the bomb

Can I ask for a second chance? I know it’s not the best of circumstances but it is better than nothing. We do get along well and have many of the same interests. I can make it down you way more often. I really enjoyed the day we spent together. Let’s try, please. Plus you do kiss rather well and I find you very sexy.

While it’s flattering, I said no. I told him I want more than a fuck buddy and want much, much more and refuse to settle for less. I also told him he treated me like shit last time and I don’t wish to repeat that.

Then “imma be all ova u” is back. I accidentally opened AIM without realizing it, and he came on and said hi. I was pressed for time but said hi back, and after a bit of chatting he said he wanted to meet. Long story short I told him as soon as I have a free afternoon I’ll message him. Just coffee, but there may be more eventually. He is into fat women, loves hairy women, is very local, and we’ll see what happens.

Dad is still hospitalized. He had another transfusion last night, but his last major hospitalization he had 25 pints of blood in total, so 2 this time is nothing. He’s supposedly being released on Friday to go to a rehab facilility for a few weeks, since he can’t walk and is so unsteady. Once that happens my time will free up a bit more and I’ll be less stressed.

The BBW site I put up is beginning to get some steady visitors. The hairy BBW site will be out next week, then a hairy lesbian site …. then another one giving you weird news and interesting links. That’s just an old site I plan to resurrect.

VERY weird dream the other night, of all people — NICK. We were kissing and kissing and he was an amazing kisser. Funny how I dreamed of him since I told him to fuck off last week. But he brought back memories of Chuck, the guy I met this summer who was a good kisser. It’s strange, but I generally don’t like strangers touching me, let alone kissing me, but having spent all that time with him it just felt right, plus he turned me on, the first guy to do that in a dozen years or more, and that was just by holding my hands and fondling my fingers.

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