Ging-A-Thon Day 12 in These Foolish Things

  • Dec. 13, 2015, 5:39 a.m.
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God, I love weekends. I live for them now.

Today was another gloriously quiet Saturday. I still have a lot to do with regards to prepping for next week.

The only interesting thing I have to report about today is that I wrote something on SHIP’s FB wall in response to a video he posted about some planes and he wrote to me in a message that “people are thinking”…with some crazy worried faced emoji.

Like, what does that mean?

I wrote back like no big deal, and he said something in kind of broken English that made me start to wonder if he has a girlfriend or something. There’s no evidence whatsoever that he has someone in his life, but hey…I dated the Bulldog for nearly a year and neither one of us left any hint or trail of anything, so.

In other BD news, I have no other news except that I’m planning an illicit secret rendezvous with the Bulldog in California and I’m fat and worried about getting nekkid. But I don’t believe that being worried is going to stop me. It’s been a month since my crazy sexcapades in China and a girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do.

Fuck him anyway, right? Yeah, fuck him.

Never ever heard back from Mr. Marine, not that I wanted to, but where’s a girl gonna go when she needs to get some action? That’s right, back to the old standbys.

OK. Tired and must sleep. I hope I work out some things in my dreams.

Night night.
GS


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