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I'm having doubts about the worthwhileness of these blogs...
My mum disapproves. So does my brother. My sister I don't know. I expect she will be calling me on Friday to meet up and I don't know if she will mention it. I hope she doesn't.... But, if she does, I will tell her the same thing I have told my brother and my mother.
I have a thing called "Freedom of Speech" and I have the right to exercise it. I am not going to be deterred in exercising it because I am afraid other people will be hurt.
I've got a painful ankle. It makes me grumpy. I ask myself even if I can anything in this blog, my ankle will still be painful and I will still be grumpy. No woman will be able or willing to put up with my grumpiness. I can only pray that in subsequent nights, I won't feel so down.
My mum phoned me today. Sometimes, she phones me 3 or 4 times a day. I don't want this. I told her today just to phone me twice a week.
She knows how to wound me and she doesn't respect me one bit. I told her I didn't want her money. I didn't want her clothes. She keeps sending me money and clothes even though I don't ask her for them. I tried to be as calm as I could with her. Another thing. She told me today that there was this guy who came to her house where she lives and wanted my phone number. I asked her who he was. She couldn't tell me. She said he was tall, blond hair and wore glasses. Yup, I'm stumped. Who was this guy? My mum gave him my phone number, assuming he was a friend of mine but I have received no phone call from him as of yet.
What is odd about this is that I have told nobody whatsoever about my mother's address. So, how come he knew to go to my mum's door? It's weird. I'm not sure my mom is telling me the whole truth.
So, anyway, to recap, I have doubts about this whole enterprise. But, I am one bloody stubborn guy. Even a guy in pain deserves love and sexual arousal and sexual escapades.