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Episode 293 ~The Willies Of Math~

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It still takes courage to smoke something that will do you no harm, all the legal drugs will kill you, but I don’t smoke usually, I don’t drink, I’m addicted to money, sex, and words in no particular order such are my fears — The Willies Of Math

Saturday, April 20, 2019

Episode 293 ~The Willies Of Math~

Hey Lady Lu,
I AM a Millionaire right now; I want to count on this fact. On top of my organization skills when it comes to bath rugs, B III’s medication and boxes full of porn. Adding up dollar bills, excuse me please Homer Drool

This week I’m still into one porn in particular. Hot Juicy Teacher Volume 3: Science a.k.a. Onna Kyoushi, and Honoka Toudou. Sigh for the days when it was Desert Island Story X and the likes of Natsuno and Yuka. When did I get into PURPLE and BLUE hair? One part of my anatomy yearns for it. Even when I was watching Jewel Staite last night and of course she will appear in my novel as well. A scene alongside the Emo blogger mom. I’m never disappointed with the girls I select. Still, you know what didn’t get done last night? One thousand seven hundred words or at this rate about 1900 if I’m going to win Camp NaNoWriMo. Make no mistake Lady Lu I am going to win. Despite the premise of my being what it is, all me, every inch.

Only how do you tear down a wall of boobs. Be it those things I so adore about women or all the people. Last week I was surrounded by them, but I answered this question right? A million dollars will do the trick no problem. For that I need a good night’s sleep and what can I tell you there. I need to keep Mr. blue and purple; when’s the last time I looked at my balls, in my pants. Damn no wonder women dominate my chosen GENRE. Today though, I can’t afford to take two days off when it comes to the novel I have to get back on track. You know I didn’t reach my goal yesterday. Today I’m full, semi-rested, two things to be grateful. What about Happy 4/20, where’s Snoop Dogg?

So that’s three and legal somewhere, same as three of my characters who still breathe. Not that I killed off Genevieve and Ember. They both appear in other stories. Only three letters, little words. The usual number for a beginning or end. I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again, I’m greedy. I want FIFTY THOUSAND words. Little Willie wants TENTACLES (a dozen) one-person orgy, girls drools. Before September I’ll have my MILLION. So I have the courage for The Willies Of Math.

I Will Have No Fear

Episode 286 ~All Night Wrong Will~

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Sleep is for those people who are broke, and I’m not, now or ever, though I want to break all the clocks in the house, I could use one from the novel, if only a little bit, and when’s the last time I cracked open a book to read, All Night Wrong Will.

Saturday, April 13, 2019

Episode 286 ~All Night Wrong Will~

Hey Lady Lu,
How To Make One Million Dollars? you know last week I talked about bottling that feeling “HAPPINESS.” Well like all of my novels so far, nothing came of it, not that today was terrible. Please Universe, hear me on that. I still want what I want. I am a millionaire; I am in love. I am still B III’s father. I am not tired; I am powerful, Lady Lu I am happy.

Ask me why did it take me this long to say all of this tonight. Now the ideas have been flowing, and my fingers have been available but the Will. Well, I’m here now, and the doubts are creeping in. Case and point, I’m still in the bed. I should be at my table, and I’ll get there soon enough. If anything my belief in extreme wealth has kept me going so far. Nowadays, I ask myself why I’m so ready to believe in two and not many more millions. Boobs, Lady Lu and take right now this moment I won’t attempt to get all sexual making a long night longer. Now didn’t that sound all kinds of wrong? What I’m usually writing about at this hour, you know Lu.

I’m a dreamer, and the best way to utilize that would be, on a pillow. The staring up at the white ceiling, like last night. How I so prefer the darkness in the room, or of my eyelids. Have I mentioned how much I miss sleep? Then there’s that head down below. Only somehow it manages to maneuver itself between my heart and my brain. Even if the fingers are alright, it’s like attempting to talk ten men off the edge of my laptop. While I may be into motivational speakers, I could never be one. Instead, I prefer to tell people what to do through my writing, my characters. There are many countless hours and consumers galore. Those will be the reality soon enough.

As I was telling “Indiana Gone,” it’s so hard not playing “Branch” from Trolls. Only is now the time to play therapist? I said before when my Olds had me on medication, on a night like this I would do a dance flushing it down the toilet. The wasted dollars, moments and plenty of words. However tonight I’m not even cleaning up for a pretty girl. Don’t ask me about the girls when it comes to my novel; it gets ugly; All Night Wrong Will.

I Will Have No Fear

Episode 279 ~Make Me Smile, Will~

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Easy Street, that’s the perfect way to sum up my day, no day job shift, food in the fridge, and 2,600 words for my novel, and I’m not sleepy, as my motivations say, your purpose is the thing that stops time, so look at my face. “Make Me Smile, Will.”

Saturday, April 6, 2019

Episode 279 ~Make Me Smile, Will~

Hey Lady Lu,
How To Make One Million Dollars, bottle up this feeling I’m having right now. Dare I call it HAPPINESS. I was listening to this Brainbuddy recording the other day. It was talking about dopamine “pleasure” knowing control in the body. Now I’m no doctor, and that’s okay. Still considering everything that flows in and out of people. The moment I got to work and realized I didn’t have to stay today, wow.

Felt better than any orgasm, and when leaving work makes me feel like this? Talk about 7 Minutes In Heaven, The Rapture, or The Divine Comedy. A spiritual experience, never known in the church. This morning I was struggling to throw all the best I could at the universe. I did my “Morning Routine,” got some fresh air with B III, did the Law of Attraction hypnosis. Now I didn’t fall asleep per se; I set my alarms just in case. After all that, I was still fighting my emotions. About my day job, my “father,” life in general, it was touch and go there with NO FAP. My stress level was going all over.

So like I’ve been doing every day, my dominant positive thought has been “I Have A Million Dollars.” That’s it “I AM Rich,” “My bank account is full,” “There is more than enough.” Fighting off the bad vibes. As for today, my work shift got canceled. I didn’t have to see my “father” at all. I even had enough to get myself a treat. So do I take this as the Universe responding to my wishes? I AM grateful for this day. Triple B is staying healthy, my million has arrived, and more is coming. I got a good night’s rest. Let the Universe hear me; it’s on my side isn’t that right Lady Luna.

Yesterday was hard, so of course, I needed to do some significant asking. Yes at the end of “some” days, the good outweighs the bad. Only I choose to believe that a genie is watching my back. Um, I still admire Will Smith. Is there anything else that makes me want to smile today. How I imagined my bedroom, my private shower, having my home theater. There was a guy today who even said my car must run pretty fast.

No time machine but like Terminator 2 Judgement Day I face the future with hope; Universe, Make Me Smile, Will.

I Will Have No Fear