If I can survive this week… I’ve said that since B died. Hell, I’ve been saying that even longer. Only then was it the next five minutes. Today? Other than some “C.R.E.A.M.,” the green, and a bimbo queen, why did I wake up? “B’s For November, Virgil”
Sunday, November 23, 2025
Journey 145 ~B’s For November, Virgil~
To Will:
It’s the Man In The Mirror… And I ain’t gonna sugarcoat this. As if you can sugarcoat anything. Baking, Cooking, Grilling. And so…
If you can’t stand the heat, stay out of the kitchen. You got enough Hell as is, and I’m sorry. I did all I could, but the next couple of days are going to be less turkey and more chicken. And Hell, who knows if you’ll still be eating at all. Panic Attack, Anxiety, FEAR!
Monday, November 24, 2025, is the three-month anniversary of your breakup with M Anime. The woman hasn’t said a word. Uh, her wedding to the NEW guy is coming soon.
And you can’t forget the whole humiliation with the speaker and the truck crew. EFF!
Tuesday, November 25, 2025, you have to talk to the manager to get trained in “Return Drop,” or tell her you just won’t do it, and prepare to face the penalty, no Day Job, Fired?
Wednesday, November 26, 2025, you either run like a b*tch when you have your Panic Attack, or you don’t go at all. And what about facing your fears? Excuse me! (Starts to laugh and cry madly). I know that’s not funny. Honestly though, ain’t happening.
Thursday, November 27, 2025, is Thanksgiving. It was arguably Braxton’s favorite day of the year. Virgil gets much less. But that’s not his fault; sadly, your Ma sends less food.
Friday, November 28, 2025, will be a repeat of Wednesday. If you kept the Day Job, then you’ll lose it now. And while trying to recover from seeing your Olds, the question then becomes, “What now?” STAY ALIVE. Ok. But speaking of Six Impossible Things:
- I WILL BE VIEWING Pledged To Him 7 His Sorority Harem by Neil Bimbeau
Completed - I WILL BE VETTING Pictures, My Braxton’s Life Story
Failed - I WILL BE VENDING Gulp: Poetry Book
Failed - I WILL BE VOWING To Keep Pants On (Day 004 No Fap). Real Girls Are An Exception
Failed (Day 000 No Fap) - I WILL BE VALUING My Flesh Getting A Tattoo Of My Son Little B III
Failed - I WILL BE VALIANT, Being The Man My Son Thinks I Am
Failed
“I fill my lungs with fear and I Exhale!”
It’s My Turn to Fly, The Urge ‧ 2000 (Titan A.E.)
So there it is in black and white. But what about green? You made around eighteen bucks this morning. I swear, here I was thinking about the magic glasses and people make Augmenting Reality, AI, or Alternative Facts, as those effing MAGA Cracker Hats would say, real. FDT! But “It’s a wicked world that we live in. It’s cruel and unforgiving.” But “The Transplants” from writing to video and back again, well… Six Impossible Things:
- I WILL BE VIEWING As Yet To Be Found
- I WILL BE VETTING Pictures, My Braxton’s Life Story
- I WILL BE VENDING Gulp: Poetry Book
- I WILL BE VOWING To Keep Pants On (Day 000 No Fap). Real Girls Are An Exception
- I WILL BE VALUING My Flesh Getting A Tattoo Of My Son Little B III
- I WILL BE VALIANT, Being The Man My Son Thinks I Am
Nothing is impossible… You could show yourself right now, hugging your sons. Braxton and Virgil united. You could write an erotic story for a client and dollar, dollar bills, y’all.
Make that C.R.E.A.M. while someone creams. But November’s grade? F! Eff! B’s For November, Virgil
1757 Days Without B III, Day 1198 of Virgil’s Arrival
B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will
