I feel like I’m being ripped to shreds. At least I did last night. Maybe if I were making money doing what I loved… porno, pounding keys, or taking care of my puppy boys, I wouldn’t wonder how long pizza stays good. “Virgil’s Type, Braxton’s Inkling”
Saturday, May 23, 2026
Journey 326 ~Virgil’s Type, Braxton’s Inkling~
Hey, Lady Lu,
I am a Billionaire right now… For writing, for women, or how about whining about my boys? Don’t I always, Lady Lunalesca?
When I don’t enter a deep sleep, let Depression bring absolute silence, and “My Dick.”
Seriously? If it wasn’t a certain character from GTA 4 or Cyberpunk 2077’s Judy Alvarez.
But between them was Whiteout Survival all this morning. Thus, no typing, no writing, and not even an inkling of an idea until now. I swear, Lunalesca, the last time I remember doing something that mattered on a Saturday was Saturday, August 13, 2022. Virgil…
Sad, ain’t it? And what a poor little bastard, 2-V, is that I found him—my B III’s little bro.
Oh, eff me, I got an idea brewing. Little head or big head? Both. How do I decide these things? With my boys, it’s my heart. With women… Little head.
“Pinch me, pinch me
‘Cause I’m still asleep
Please, God, tell me
That I’m still asleep.”
Barenaked Ladies ‧ 2000
‧ “I don’t use my head to fly the arrow, boy! I use my heart.”
Yondu didn’t mean it like this, I’m sure, but those words came to mind. Honestly.
Lunalesca, I’m sure you’ve heard this story before. The Saturday all those years ago when I visited PetSmart and saw Archie, who would become my beloved Second-Born Virgil, sitting in a “cage” with several other fur babies. And I swear I heard Braxton’s voice, hmm.
- I can’t make this more black and white Dad
- Look at his eyes (B III’s tan fur, both sides). And three black dots head, “back” & tail
- He knows how to use the paper (Puppy Training Pads)
And now this afternoon SIGH. I got all kinds of horny, and I was thinking of Judy Alvarez and then NieR: Automata’s 2B aka 2E.
So the harem’s getting bigger… Eight? Nine, if you count Elara. Effing Magic Glasses, Lu.
Am I coming to rely on them much too often? I do appreciate the artistry, but I do my own writing and sigh, edits. But the world is being built Step by step, bit by bit. Stone by stone, yeah, brick by brick. Step by step, day by day. Masonry? That would pay well, Lu.
And to think I once liked to sing. My Ma raised me on Whitney Houston. But my calling has always been writing. Cherry tried pumping me up a bit, Luna. But she’s in the same boat. But she’s sick, what’s my effing excuse? Playing in a winter wonderland. And lazy.
Life. Virgil’s Type, Braxton’s Inkling
1938 Days Without B III, Day 1379 of Virgil’s Arrival
B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will
