Thursday, September 17, 2015

Post 3066 - Thursday

Past 10pm. Turning in shortly. Well, maybe I'll watch another episode of "Scandal" first.

I got a one line email from my editor at Frank today. He thanked me for my most recent column and stated that it was a good one. That feels good. I tried something different this time, actual satire, and I hope you check it out when it goes live on Monday. There is also other content that you will not find anywhere else.

Patricia goes off to BOW tomorrow morning, so I will have the weekend to myself. Once again, I am unable to decide which whores to invite over while she is out of town. The blonde ones? Brunettes? There is a sale on strawberry blondes over at the whore store in the part of the city where I do business. Maybe I'll go with that.

I think somehow Newbie knows that Patricia will not be around. He is all over me tonight. He is next to me right now while I type these humble, sub-par, slightly pathetic words. He is waiting for me to finish this post so I can turn in and so he can tenderize my flesh with his claws. Soon, my pet. Soon.

I have been spending a lot of time thinking about my mother today. She died suddenly on January 14th, 8 months and a couple of days ago. I think about her every day anyway, but it has been a persistent thought today. I keep wanting to call her and see how she is doing. I know I can't, but I want to anyway. Sigh.

And, on that sad note, I think I will call it a night. Newbie has been sharpening his claws and is giving me that come hither look of his. Oh, dear.

See you tomorrow.


1 comment:

Unknown said...

Hey Bev, write Mom a letter. And then put away for a few months, then read it. I do this a lot, you will always miss her, but by writing the letter you say what you want her to here?