Fresh haircut.

At Pecs with my housemate. My mood is still shit after 22 TMS visits. I’m so tired of this. Why I can’t go to the hospital and get a simple shot to end this Dumpster fire farce of a life is beyond me.

I love singing “Ave Verum Corpus” by Byrd and the song “Read ‘em and Weep”. Loathe singing “Pink Pony Club” and “Abracadabra” by Lady Gaga. I’m still mildly annoyed I had to learn them.

If you see this, quote a repost of a vampire that isn't Dracula.

Not a fan. I saw a production of “Amelia” in Seattle in 2010 for example and loved the staging but the songs sounded like random notes and was too jarring. But it is a valid form of opera and deserves to be done.

Yes. Been on it for three years and it has stopped working as well so we’re down to TMS. I can’t get psilocybin treatment here and I will not self medicate that.

Nights like tonight make me sad I don’t have close friends here. I really shouldn’t be alone right now but have no one to call.

So I’m left to my own devices tonight. Sadly I can’t be nude at home due to the lady of the house being here and I have no one to fuck. :-(

Ready to have my head pulsed at by a magnet.

Petrichor. I don’t get to smell it much in San Diego as it doesn’t rain often but when it does and I can smell it, I feel so calm.

I’m not kinky so you’re getting a goose egg from me. As for the kinkiest thing I’ve seen is folks who mix 6 kinks in one session. That was wild to see. To describe it would not do it justice.

Snagglepuss.

I would, yes. I can’t right now as I live in a house where my housemates already have three cats and two big dogs. I have nowhere to put a cat of my own.

This was a goofy little concert but fun.

Got a hat while I was here.

First time in over a decade I was able to get into a roller coaster.

At BJs for dinner. Sadly the name does not denote a service they offer.

Who wants dad dick for #fcf?

Since someone asked politely for the nude I hated, here it is! Enjoy.

Fresh out of the shower. Mood is pretty low. Did take a nude but I hated it so I put my underwear on.

I don’t have one. Never have. I do love cats. I was privileged to be a cat dad to a cat that loved me fully for 18 years and it’s been ten years but I still miss her.

Out at Pizza Nova for dinner. Rough mental day for me.

What fresh hell is this?!

Rough question considering where I am right now. Probably reading detective fiction and writing things by hand right now.

Time for a beard trim methinks.

Younger would be to not waste that time. Do all the things. Same age and older I’m not sure. I don’t think I’m in a good enough position right now to think I have advice to give.

Sure do! I wear Irish caps, Scally caps, bowlers and derbies. My clown hat is an orange felt bowler like design with a rolled brim.

Who’s ready for bed?

𝜋 Roughly that, I’d say.

Lettuce, bacon, cheese, sometimes tomato. Pickles are a big nope for me. Dill is way too strong and unpleasant I’m very boring.

Epicaricacy.

Longest hair and beard was 2023.

At Urban MO’s for the post game karaoke. I don’t think I’ll ever understand the sports fan headspace with the screaming, throwing stuff and flipping cars and setting them on fire when your team loses thing.

I used to have these knee highs that were basically a thicker nylon pantyhose. So comfortable and my legs felt good. Now, I can’t get them. Currently wearing ankle socks due to leg edema.

Diet Coke. I don’t drink alcohol; all of it tastes nasty to me. And yes, I can taste the alcohol even if you can’t in a drink.

This is getting to a good Santa length.

I’m part of a chosen family household now and while I’m technically single, it would take a lot for me to move in with someone else because they need me and right now they’re keeping me from hurting myself.

My parents’ only name for me was Jeffrey, nothing else was considered.

Day 6 of TMS. I feel worse. Been told it may take another 9 treatments before I start to feel better.

This was going out the door last night. Very boring night as I sat by myself as my housemates took off to talk to folks I didn’t know. Triggered bad memories from my marriage where he’d disappear to suck dick at a bar and I’d be stranded at the table guarding his pitcher (no unattended drinks).

6’2” I’m also 336 pounds so I’m a big boy.

Okay. You caught me masturbating.

You are Number Six…

At union suit night. It’s so dark in here, pictures will be difficult.

Thank you so much for saying so! I’m still on the fence.

Debating about going to a union suit night at Pecs. I want to go and I don’t. Maddening.

Show me a picture on your phone that has your energy, but isn't a selfie

Thank you! Boy do I miss sucking cock.

Guess I have to put clothes on if I’m going out.

As a kid, probably my Commodore 64. As an adult, most of my art tools like a stamping platform that I use. If you mean sex toys I rarely use them. Maybe when I’m not so depressed.