I have too many ideas. The dream I had about The Last of Us. The disgusting energy shot. No! It could be all the dames in the book “Vector.” Or my disturbing writing. War Story, Dark Erotica, Uh? Not V or B’s fault. Virgil’s Conspiracies and B-Plots.
Saturday, May 10, 2025
Meditation 313 ~Virgil’s Conspiracies and B-Plots~
Hey, Lady Lu,
I am a Billionaire right now… Well, if I were before Braxton died, I would have given my firstborn all the credit.
What about Virgil? I’ve spared him much of the madness I gave Braxton. A thought?
Dogs age so much quicker because humans can be taxing creatures. It would explain why Virgil usually sleeps between my silence, sloth, and gluttony. Gluttony?
Until next payday, I’m “Livin’ On A Prayer.” More like pizza rolls, a rotisserie chicken, and sacks of peanuts and jelly beans. A weird combination, I know, dear Lady Lunalesca.
But let me ignore my “empty” belly and speak more about my Overfilled head. “Vector.” Yesterday, I was talking about how I started Michael Dalton’s novel. A professor has a roll in the hay with college girls, colleagues, and other collected women, some harem fanfare. Then there’s his cat, Hemingway.
Am I writing a book report? No! But it’s Saturday, and I can do what I want. Can’t I? If that were the case, I’d do unspeakable things to Braxton and Virgil’s stepmom. Stop calling M Anime that! But she said or instead wrote something.
I now call that something “Boss’s Bullet, Seed, and Sacrifice.” It made me lose it. Yesterday, I failed when I read about her and Boss. M Anime’s and Cherry’s Yabbos.
Lunalesca, why not focus on today? Again, my brain is stuffed. And my hairy sack. Seriously, gross; I know, my lady. Anyway, “Vector.” When the professor talks to his cat. WWE Backlash is today. I’ve got an outline waiting. I’m the “Last of My Kind.”
Did I mention I’m angry that I forgot to buy The Long Walk by Stephen King? I have been watching the movie trailer repeatedly. And while I should stop thinking about M Anime sharing my bed, I should stop believing that every time I leave it, I am preparing for The Long Walk or I’m in; I just don’t have the sense to stop walking.
But there are worse things. Like my stories? Didn’t I tell M Anime I would start on Chapter Nineteen of “Nightmare At The Meat Market.” Only I plotted Chapter Four of “Cries Come Women, Come Country.” Today, I’m deciding between “sampling” the Kuroinu anime series or M Anime’s Associate and Boss. (Homer Drool). I can’t tell Virgil anything, Lunalesca. Seriously.
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