I look forward to the day when I can tell Bob I found someon..

I look forward to the day when I can tell Bob I found someone better than him. It's not looking good for me on that front, which, in some ways, is good. The sex is that amazing. I am at the age, though, where I would like to experience something more intense. However, I wonder if I would survive that because I barely survive the orgasms Bob is pumping out of me. Just thinking out loud. Bob is going to be hard to get rid of. He has taken to fucking with Scott's head, and that pushes my button in all the right ways. Not sure I could ever give that up.

I had some weird shit going on with my head. So I went to the doctor. I had an ear infection, a sinus infection, and something else. All at once. Who does that? Apparently, I do. I'm fine. Wait...I'm fucking up here, missing a good opportunity. No, I'm not okay. Tip me all of your money, or I will never survive this! Wait...I need an operation so send me even more money. Did I tell you my dog caught what I have and now needs surgery, too? One of them probably does, so tip me even more money. I'll be waiting.

I answer my DM's as fast as possible, but I'm not sitting around the desktop 24/7, and the odds of having my phone on me are about zero. There are no personal responses to be made on a fucking phone tap pad. So, if I don't respond and the system shows me on, it's because I didn't close the window and walked away. I don't ignore anyone.

Why don't I use a phone? First, I leave it on the charger more than I carry it. I'm not a huge phone person. I have the latest, greatest phone...but it collects dust on my shelf. Second, it feels so impersonal, so I will only answer on it if I have to. Sure, a phone is handy at times. But I know my area, so no GPS is required, and I'm never in that big of a hurry to Google things. I will if I need to, but that is rare. Truthfully, phone call-wise, I don't have that many people to talk to.