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It’s life, hugs, play, and crap. Live it and love it.
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It’s life, hugs, play, and crap. Live it and love it. What a day so far ... First off, my left hand. I decided to put on my brace again, all the torn tendons in my thumb are healed, but there is one last torn tendon in my wrist. The past few days I can tell that I have been overexerting it, the brace helps prevent me from doing that. I also sliced my finger at the knuckle pretty good a few days ago, did a quick duct tape job to prevent the need for stitches. It is healing, but recently it split open again. So I have it wrapped pretty good. Just need the skin to fully meld back. It should turn into another decent scar. Oh well, it’s already on a larger scar where I had torn off all the knuckles on that hand years ago. So, I guess scar on scar ... no real change.  On the way to work, my windshield gets splattered by a sudden local downpour of rain ... nope, car in front of me dumped their soda, and it completely covered my car. God I hate people. People in general, not individuals. There are too many stupid and disrespectful people there, in a large group, they tend to ruin the group. Most individuals are not these people. I like individuals, I hate large, faceless groups of people. I get to work, the smallest coworker gave me a gourmet donut. He does nice stuff like that. We have a good, friendly, bond. I showed him my appreciation with a big hug. Heh, my big 6’3” self hugging this 4’ something guy. My coworkers started teasing him, so I gave them hugs also. Hard to make fun of someone when receiving the damn thing. They did not like it but fuck ‘em. They cannot stop me, I am the biggest, strongest, guy in the entire department, and I intimidate many of them without trying to. Which is strange, as I am very accepting and friendly to everyone. Anyway, his generosity made me feel good. I miss the days when he first started. He is a better climber than me, a cray little squirrel, running out on limbs I have no chance in hell of getting half my body on without breaking it out. Meanwhile, my big bear body, I can get up in the tree so fast from my long legs, and such a huge wingspan, I get to my spot, and finish half the damn tree. Together, there was no tree that was difficult to trim. We even played with each other. One of us would start a song, and the other would join along. Hound dog, Tainted Love, Walk, a crazy selection where we tried to find a song that the other couldn’t carry. We cut down a big tree. I was a little distracted, my wife is getting ready to go play with another about this time. Normally I prepare to distract myself during that, so my natural jealousies and insecurities do not run rampant through my head. At work, I cannot distract myself. I am at the whims of the supervisor, and Fridays, they tend to try to do less work to make up for busting our asses throughout the week. Nothing to do, my mind will eat itself. Still, she has been looking forward to this, and there will be some new experiences which I want her to enjoy. So I will accept this for her.  Anyway, being distracted, I saw an experienced coworker walk under a big widow maker branch that was just hanging in the tree. He was getting ready to start cutting brush directly under it, all while another coworker was getting ready to knock it loose. I started yelling, he heard me, and saw that I was getting ready to run in and pick him up to carry him out, and took off himself. Then 2 minutes later, I did darn near the thing, and had our supervisor yelling to get my attention. Ugh. That is rare that I mess up (fairly common for me to protect the others though). Looks like The woman I was talking to only wanted to have me as a sexter. As it appears that is ghosting me now. That confuses me, and saddens me. As normal, I immediately start trying to figure what I did wrong, obviously it must be me. Now, honestly, I cannot find what I did wrong, it was probably just too much for her, so she cut ties before getting in too deep. Still, my mind, I always blame myself harshly. It is what it is. So. I do not feel sexy, or desirable. Which means that I really am not feeling like sex, which sucks, as my nuts are full and hurt. Nothing new there. Hopefully I will be feeling it later tonight. I usually love hearing the small parts that my wife tells me, then drowning her with my massive loads. That is all for now, -- Visit my blog if you want to at thax013 and thank you very much! |
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Ohhhh, you played with the small guy by singing! WHEW Yeah, it seems the wanna-bes are in season around here - maybe it is the heat! What Will Cum Next TShirt, on HNW From Here to Infinity [post 3312759] My Private Blog - Tell Me ALL Your Secrets
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Earlier this year I watched a crew removing diseased elms from our property. Fascinating how you guys go about it.
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