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Legacy 122 -Let’s B Everywhere, Virgil-

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Heavily? Much Ado About Nothing? This is my brain, minus any drugs but sorrow. Depression? It’s not that I’m the Village Idiot so many make me. I’m exhausted, my emotions are everywhere, and my ideas become more egregious. Let’s B Everywhere, Virgil.

Saturday, October 31, 2026

Legacy 122 -Let’s B Everywhere, Virgil-

Hey, Lady Lu,
I am a Trillionaire right now… So I’m dead on the inside? It’s the outside that sucks. S-word thoughts and tendencies. Always.

“He who is everywhere is nowhere”
― Lucius Annaeus Seneca

No, I’m not WHINING about Seneca today or the other S-word. This whole damn week.

That’s been my thing, Lunalesca, the WHINING. I always seem to hear exactly what I need to hear at exactly the right time, whether it’s the Backrooms or Roman philosophy. How do you think Virgil got his name again? Misery loves company. Someone to talk…

More like someone to bark. Because if I keep listening to myself… One solid voice…

Lunalesca, those are my boys. Braxton and Virgil are always with me. Where they stand.

I don’t stand, my lady. I rest… Now that’s funny! I run. “Run Boy Run”. I rant and wait: there’s more. And that’s the problem that greeted me as I took Virgil on a walk.

“Pinch me, pinch me
‘Cause I’m still asleep
Please, God, tell me
That I’m still asleep.”
Barenaked Ladies ‧ 2000

I’m fucking everywhere, and I shouldn’t be. Pete said in The Long Walk something along the lines of, you don’t think about making it to the end. You think about making it to the next moment. Because I know the end, Lunalesca. Outside, if anyone were willing to lay me with my sons. Sprinkle them both with me. I shouldn’t dream such things, Virgil Lives!

Inside, however, I’m going straight to Hell. Failure in being a father. Braxton Lives Too!

Only not really. Really? He’s in a box on the nightstand. He’s in my heart and mind, my Dear Lady Lunalesca. How many posts have been dubbed “Firstborn”? Honestly Luna.

Braxton pretty much occupies the space where Virgil lies right this second. Quit being mean.

Mean, Afraid, Exhausted, Lazy, being a WHINER. I tell my boys’ potential future stepmom all the time: B died due to my indifference. “I Tried” so hard to protect him.

There was so much Anger, Hate, and Rage. And the FEAR! So I covered it up as Braxton lay dying. “How To Save A Life,” indeed, I was working. “How To Say Goodbye,” who am I, Paul Tiernan? “I try to say goodbye,” always, forever. Year 2026, Lady Lunalesca.

And having failed this SIMPLE task, I overcompensate. “I Feel Everything”! Why do you think the harem of the Unfinished Archive is so big? I can’t love people in slices. Myself? I’m learning to love M Anime… Love’s everywhere, overwhelming, and I’m… Let’s B Everywhere, Virgil.

2099 Days Without B III, Day 1540 of Virgil’s Arrival

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Legacy 121 -B In Character Virgil-

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What a character. No, I’m not talking about Ryan from “Ryan and his Beauties 3”. How many women are in the Unfinished Archive? Considering writing all night. I’d still be reading if I had the cash. A starving artist. “B In Character Virgil”

Friday, October 30, 2026

Legacy 121 -B In Character Virgil-

Hey Lady Sophia,
Let me tell you a story… Honey, why you callin’ me so late? What? Lots of songs are stories. The “Backrooms”. Really?

Well, most of my stories come off as ranting, complaining, and yes, whining? Yes, Sophia.

I can’t get Renate Reinsve aka “Mary’s” words out of my mind. Or would you rather I tell you a story of my “Lost Boy”? Make something up as to why Virgil comes rushing in.

B III’s ghost? Tis the season. Speaking of which, Halloween Erotica? No, not this year.

Sophia, it would affect my character. And now I can hear the wails of grown-ass men saying everything from: “Show your character!” to “Stay in character!” The Backrooms again, my lady. Well, Renate Reinsve, naked anyway. If I’m not a pervert, I’m a Lazy Ass

I whine and call myself a writer. I wank and wonder which woman this week.

“Pinch me, pinch me
‘Cause I’m still asleep
Please, God, tell me
That I’m still asleep.”
Barenaked Ladies ‧ 2000

It’s pretty obvious now, ain’t it? The Unfinished Archive. Unless you’re wondering why I’m so late this evening. The Magic Glasses/MIMA. Until I’m willing to fork over the cash, the story is at a standstill until around 6:00 tomorrow evening. The AI, I swear, Soph

Come this time next week, I may still be me, but my country may change. Anytime I want to whine about how horrible a man I am, I need only look at MAGA. Braxton, remember?

Hell, they have dog killers on their side of the line. And at least B died in love, my lady.

I was speaking with his and Virgil’s potential future stepmom the other day about how men want to die. Warriors, wordsmiths, Tyrion’s views on women:

“In my own bed, at the age of 80, with a belly full of wine and a girl’s mouth around my cock.”
Game of Thrones

I’ve never read the book and only seen two seasons of the show, but what I’ve been “writing…” Nope! What the Magic Glasses/MIMA has been writing. A professor having “relations” with a student and then her mother as the father is Cuckold New or special?

Hell No! Nightmare At The Meat Market is all about a man watching the woman of his dreams get groped, gang-banged, and, as they said, “graped” by men. He even helps organize it. M Anime can write the same, a million times better than me. But that’s only half of “my story.” As I sing, my life is a movie: fur buddies and boobies. Honestly.

Characters of vigilance, virtue, and valor. Not me or my son. B In Character Virgil

2098 Days Without B III, Day 1539 of Virgil’s Arrival

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Legacy 115 -Catch-Up Braxton, Ketchup Virgil-

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Sure, I can run. I need cash from the Day Job, I care about my woman, and I still consider myself the father of two canine companions. But only one has shuffled off the mortal coil. The other turned six on Tuesday. “Catch-Up Braxton, Ketchup Virgil.”

Saturday, October 24, 2026

Legacy 115 -Catch-Up Braxton, Ketchup Virgil-

Hey, Lady Lu,
I am a Trillionaire right now… So I’ll invest in Carolina Reaper Peppers. Or what’s this new pepper…The 2023 Pepper X

And what’s this talk about, spicy food? I’m hungry! Or I’m an idiot carrying $35.00.

And I still haven’t left the house yet. What have I been doing all day besides being sick, Lady Lunalesca? I did it! This son of a bitch did it! I finally caught up with all of M Anime’s messages. Would my Braxton be proud that, for once in this “life,” I was catching up with the living and not the dead? His and Virgil’s Potential Future Stepmom. And V?

Virgil continues avoiding getting stepped on. But hey, there’s still cake, or rather pie. There is a distinction, Lady Lunalesca. And I am trying to find the line. It’s like saying, I like salsa, but feel some kind of way…

“Pinch me, pinch me
‘Cause I’m still asleep
Please, God, tell me
That I’m still asleep.”
Barenaked Ladies ‧ 2000

You know, ingredients-wise. I seriously need to get to the store. And before all that…

Ahem, “I Need Some Sleep.” Another cross. There is a difference between sleep and rest.

“Go to bed.”
Tony Stark

“But would you be able to rest?”
Pepper Potts

“Endgame”

Pepper Potts asked the right question. And with this week coming up. “Mo’ Money! Mo Money! Mo’ Money!” “Get the money! Dollar, dollar bill, y’all!” And what I choose to do with that money… Did I ever mention how understanding my girlfriend is? My girlfriend

I’ve been trying that on for size with M Anime. “If It Isn’t Love?” It’s not yet Lady Lunalesca. But considering peppers weren’t the only thing I was looking for. The fact that M Anime makes me want to be a better man… And asking her for a dildo video…

Lust and Love, Lunalesca. One has been sated momentarily… Yeah, I couldn’t keep it in my pants reading all of M Anime’s messages. But now I’m aiming slightly higher Lu.

Food, Sex, and Silence! I’ve caught up with the sex… All by myself. Now the food. A chicken biscuit compliments of the Day Job, a bag of popcorn, and no clue on dinner. Lu, according to MAGA, “BEEF, It’s What’s For Dinner” is no longer economically viable. I swear to Braxton. Once again, speaking of my boy, I do need to catch up on what I promised him: “If I Had A $1,000,000.” I asked the Magic Glasses/MIMA about this…

Lunalesca, Braxton and Virgil, M Anime, even myself all keep me runnin’. Catch-Up Braxton, Ketchup Virgil

2092 Days Without B III, Day 1533 of Virgil’s Arrival

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Legacy 114 -Braxton, Virgil, Pie Instructions-

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FYI, I do own a cookbook. Special K got it for me along with a Crock-Pot. What pray tell, do I fill that Crock-Pot with for $35? I’m going to need a ton of Bloom. Speaking of blooming, how many women are there? Braxton, Virgil, Pie Instructions.

Friday, October 23, 2026

Legacy 114 -Braxton, Virgil, Pie Instructions-

Hey Lady Sophia,
Let me tell you a story… And not about Braxton, my pancake? Or a scoop of Virgil. Vanilla? Cookies n’ Cream? Possibly.

I’m a monster, but nowhere near the likes of Mango Mussolini. Eating the dogs, indeed!

I’m not that hungry. But I got $35 and five days. The grocery bill will be quite the short read, my lady. Like how to feed Virgil his birthday pie from Tuesday. Glad he approves.

What kind of pie were you thinking of? The kind that required me to have “The Talk” with Braxton about going all doggy style when his Favorite Girl came over for movie nights. Virgil won’t have that problem. Six years, Lady Sophia, that’s one year too late for when I found him. I wonder if he’d have more balls? Seriously, did I just say that?

Anyway, my boy likes his pie. Like father, like son.

“Pinch me, pinch me
‘Cause I’m still asleep
Please, God, tell me
That I’m still asleep.”
Barenaked Ladies ‧ 2000

Because you know if I’m hanging out in Braxton’s Room, watching Virgil eating from his pillow… I need to get him a new bed. Again, I got $35, but what about my “discretionary spending?” You gotta put “One Foot In Front Of The Other.” And I’m not a selfish prick…

Speaking of pricks, what was I doing again? Oh yeah, I was organizing yabbos. Oh, Exhibit A? I think even Braxton and Virgil’s potential future stepmom would be surprised by my comparisons in relation to hers. And for the record, hers are perfect. And she’s the only woman, besides my Ma and Braxton’s Favorite Girl, who’s offered to cook for me. Uh… That requires money. Today’s settled. “Odds are, he won’t live to see tomorrow”

Or so I tell the “Man in the Mirror.” No, I’m not a “Secret Agent Man”; I’m a dog dad.

Lady Sophia, as long as Virgil needs me… I still remember when Braxton’s Favorite Girl baked B III a cake and thought I was so STUPID I would put the whole thing in. Brain Trust.

I can’t blame her. I can’t blame anyone either. The Day Job or the Bad Place, my boys would bark. Look up the definition of “Village Idiot”. There’s me with a box of whatever, my lady. “That’s me in the corner. That’s me in the spotlight. Losin’ my religion.” What?

His name was Braxton; it was a book I forgot, another boy, a son to teach. Braxton, Virgil, Pie Instructions.

2091 Days Without B III, Day 1532 of Virgil’s Arrival

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Legacy 108 -The Sleeping B Virgil-

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Am I slow? Or is it everything and everyone else? It has to be me. And I’m tired of waiting. I’m tired, period. I remember when 400 words was supposed to be easier, and now… What time is it? It was 2:30 AM, and I’m still in bed. The Sleeping B Virgil

Saturday, October 17, 2026

Legacy 108 -The Sleeping B Virgil-

Hey, Lady Lu,
I am a Trillionaire right now… And still a misanthrope. An equal opportunity misanthropist. But big yabbos and a tight pussy help.

Seriously! What, Lunalesca? I’m trying to stay awake here. And as much as I love, love, Braxton is gone. And my boys’ Potential Future Stepmom, “My Goddess,” why aren’t I busy with her today? Trust me, I’ve been up “All Night Long” before. Lunalesca, sigh.

Guess you can say I’m out of practice. Hugh Hefner or Dennis Hof, I’m not. What, dead, Lunalesca? Is it too much to wish? But what I mean is an everlasting party. Cum one, cum all. Eww! My record is five orgasms over the span of a few hours. I’m not Jim from American Pie. So who am I? I was sitting in the parking lot thinking, I’m so tired.

Lunalesca, I’m so tired of trying. Like (Dystopian) Riley said:

“I have no allegiance to mankind in general, only to my man.”
Dystopian Girls 7

“Pinch me, pinch me
‘Cause I’m still asleep
Please, God, tell me
That I’m still asleep.”
Barenaked Ladies ‧ 2000

That’s my M Anime. Hell, those are my boys. M hates the comparison, but I’m not comparing her to my furry boys like that. See, to me, everyone’s (deceased). Zombie…

Scary, but it’s the season, and so when someone is in this bastion of life in the realm of the dead, it means they’re something special. More Than A Woman. A warrior in my eyes

“I am First Omet’iklan, and I am dead. As of this moment, we are all dead. We go into battle to reclaim our lives. This we do gladly, for we are Jem’Hadar. Remember: victory is life!”
― Star Trek DS9

Yes, the Jem’Hadar were the bad guys. But I think it’s more the alien aspect. I’ve been reading the Unfinished Archive, and the women who make up the Sorcerer’s Harem are witches/sorceresses/, and divine entities. The Sisterhood of the Black Bible/Acolytes of the Black Bible Order are all witches. Named mothers and daughters… The prisoners in the dungeon, monster women…

Again, I am tired. And let’s be clear, I’m tired of people. Clearer? I’m tired of being me, Lady Lunalesca. A man, a boy, always. Diary of a Tired Black Man. I ain’t that smart…

Again, I’m tired. I’m so fucking tired I looked up sleeping contests. Next to misanthropy

And since neither the Sorcerer nor I can bring back the dead yet… My Braxton. And I’m trying to keep Virgil safe. I have been remembering Sleeping’s greatest hits, Lunalesca.

Number one will always, forever be those afternoons when B III would watch over me.

Whenever I answer every message from M Anime, and one had her yabbos on display.

When I’m sick and wake up feeling good, I imagine Heaven. The Sleeping B Virgil

2085 Days Without B III, Day 1526 of Virgil’s Arrival

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Legacy 107 -Plan V, Be Truthful-

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I planned on sleeping. What time is it? Why am I so hard? It wasn’t that Teachers erotica I finished. And “Dystopian Girls 7”? What about my girl and the plan for my boys? If I don’t make plans, I can’t fail them. Or dream… “Plan V, Be Truthful”

Friday, October 16, 2026

Legacy 107 -Plan V, Be Truthful-

Hey Lady Sophia,
Let me tell you a story… About plans A through U? Of course (rolls eyes). Plan A is for Afraid. Don’t be!

If I’m being honest, Lady Sophia… And because comedy comes in threes, I’m annoyed; I’m worried about Archie, or rather, my Virgil. And AI isn’t all it’s cracked up to be, hmm.

The Magic Glasses/MIMA. I was working on something this morning, and let’s say the Magic Glasses/MIMA miscalculated, misjudged, and got it wrong. And who’s teaching who, my lady? Or rather, as AC/DC put it, “Who Made Who? Mad, mistaken, a monster, when it comes to things like the manuscript I’m reading or the one I’m writing. Lying ha!

Only in bed. Because short of talking to my boys, Potential Future Stepmom, or taking care of said boy, Virgil, today has been a joke. But allow me to do something “productive…” A Book Review:

“Pinch me, pinch me
‘Cause I’m still asleep
Please, God, tell me
That I’m still asleep.”
Barenaked Ladies ‧ 2000

Teachers Lie On Their Backs:
Or at least I did when I was reading this, which is somewhat disappointing while reading Sean Dalton’s “Teachers: A Single Dad Harem Romance.” Usually I’m on my stomach, or one hand is busy as I try to read something like this. In bed, yes, but holding this book with two hands. Not saying it’s bad, just sort of blah. The encounters with the staff and the moms were ok but nothing special. By any means. It was more David and his ex-wife going at each other that did anything. This book was rather tame; my girl sends wilder things in a text. I’d recommend this to her or anybody that wants to write wilder.

Teachers? A softcore Erotica lesson.

Do I have any other plans for the night? Being asleep? I wish. Being a criminal? “If Your Girl Only Knew…” Jahara Jayde, Jewel Staite, or just some Asian mother and daughter that makes me drool. While awake? As, again, it’s going to be one long night for sure, ha!

No cookbook, but I have to make dinner. I’ve already been burning through cash. As I try to do the books. Oh, and I am reading Dystopian Girls 7, which I lied about reading, hmm.

Is there a worse lie? Omissions, maybe, which is another thing I’ve been thinking about.

While it isn’t love yet, truth, loyalty, and plans for the future are important to me. But I’ve failed, fibbed, fallen… Plan V, Be Truthful

2084 Days Without B III, Day 1525 of Virgil’s Arrival

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Legacy 101 -Braxton Storms Out Virgil-

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“Te Quiero Papi” is one of the best things my girlfriend says. Next to it… I’m always wet for you. She says it in Spanish too, but I love you/te quiero is the first thing I learned. If I don’t get blown away or washed away. Braxton Storms Out Virgil.

Saturday, October 10, 2026

Legacy 101 -Braxton Storms Out Virgil-

Hey, Lady Lu,
I am a Trillionaire right now…Which means I cry on the softest pillows. Visit the wettest and wildest places… With my dick!

Seriously! Oh, and burn my eyes with only the hottest herbs and spices, Kentucky Fried…

Or I hire a hot maid to clean up my bed sheets. Maybe that’s a fantasy M Anime, and I can explore. However, M’s falling into girlfriend/wifey/mother-of-my-children mode. Uh, me? A man ain’t supposed to cry, so I find the stormy weather pretty perfect, Luna.

So I’m wasting the day. And didn’t I waste yesterday too? As a father and a husband, I can only imagine what would have happened if I’d only brought back an eight-pack of water. Hmm.

Always a day late and a dollar short, emphasis on the DOLLAR. Family, Lady Lunalesca.

Braxton cried for a day, then took his storm straight to the Rainbow Bridge. Paradise?

“Pinch me, pinch me
‘Cause I’m still asleep
Please, God, tell me
That I’m still asleep.”
Barenaked Ladies ‧ 2000

Another thing Virgil and I have in common. We are both big criers. So what is it today, Lunalesca? Sweat, blood, or tears? I’d say cum… Please! Yeah, I’m not feeling very sexy right now. Yeah, like I wasn’t staring at the tits of my favorite Asian mother and daughter duo earlier today. Which brings me back to what I should be worried about, Lady Luna.

The Magic Glasses/MIMA. If only I could have been there, you know. What, like that scene out of Transformers… Glen Whitmann/Anthony Anderson? Oh, I need to piss myself too. I know, Lady Lunalesca, I’m being gross. I’m sorry. But I’m empty. At least that’s how I feel. Water, water everywhere, and it’s like I’m in a barren desert, Lunalesca.

My cup is empty or filled with Bloom. Maybe I should say doom and gloom, which is how the world all around looks. What time is the damn hurricane? I didn’t know what time it was last night. But I woke up, and the town had not blown away. Blowjobs…

Honestly, I need to stop. But I can’t “Drift Away,” “Float On,” “Beyond The Sea” of misery, which is the loss of my son. On top of everything else? Sink or swim, is it not?

Drowning is not my cup of tea, Lunalesca. And now I’m thinking about the cocktail they gave my Braxton all those years ago to end it. No friendly drop to help me after. Just the rain. Braxton Storms Out Virgil.

2078 Days Without B III, Day 1519 of Virgil’s Arrival

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Legacy 100 -Braxton, Virgil, Rain Stories-

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A wish: Lie on the loveseat in the Den, listen to the rain. Let V sleep on my chest, and read about a Dad boning the school staff. Better… La-Z-Boy, Dark Study, M Anime on my chest, my boys playing, and the same book. “Braxton, Virgil, Rain Stories.”

Friday, October 9, 2026

Legacy 100 -Braxton, Virgil, Rain Stories-

Hey Lady Sophia,
Let me tell you a story… A story of my own? Even with everything that happened Wednesday… Scary, angry, fucking sexual, worthless.

Which is why I would rather tell you about my boys. And with how much I love my sons… Yes, I include 2-V in that. But I haven’t told him yet. So their Potential Future Stepmom is in good company. Don’t let her hear me say that. The two I love the most in this world both have four legs—an indictment of humanity, dear Soph. I am a misanthrope.

Uh, M Anime? She’s my Goddess. A goddess I could have on her knees, on all fours, or on her back. Can I stop now? Didn’t I say something about the rain? White noise, Sophia

White that I should fill with my black voice. These words. M Anime is looking for me too, but what?

“Pinch me, pinch me
‘Cause I’m still asleep
Please, God, tell me
That I’m still asleep.”
Barenaked Ladies ‧ 2000

I need to read something violent. The store was packed today, and for no particular reason, I got angry. Before they started checking for this sort of thing, I would check out books on weapons and such. And such? Another S-Word? In the words of Teen Idle: “Feeling super, super (super!) s*ici…” But considering the weather, “What If The Town Blew Away.” When did I grab Braxton’s remains, awaiting the apocalypse? “The Mist,” oh please!

Speaking of an apocalypse, The Unfinished Archive. Oh, it’ll be finished soon enough, given how I’m burning through money. I swear “Nights Like This I Wish That Raindrops Would Fall.” Have I checked outside? What am I trying to say, my dear sweet Sophia? Uh…

Not a damn thing really.

I should be crying my eyes out in some book about pet loss. Do you remember that period in my existence? Book after book about the lost. Writing B’s book, “My Turn To B III”

There was a time that I read books of value and substance. Who am I to judge any book on such, Sophia? Mr. Zero Copies sold. Ok one, and that was to myself. And today I sat at the Day Job watching my hours being cut, thinking I was cooked. Am I? Am I, Sophia

I’m hot because I can always read M Anime’s (Visions). And I better not forget to read “Teachers: A Single Dad Harem Romance.” I hate people; I hate myself. Not books. Braxton, Virgil, Rain Stories

2077 Days Without B III, Day 1518 of Virgil’s Arrival

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Legacy 094 -B’s Don’t Become V’s-

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A man at a gas station asked me for $0.75. I had $0.70. This is after he saw I screwed up my ATM card twice. And before that, I was humiliated at my Day Job. Not fired, only named, blamed, and shamed. How many years of schooling? B’s Don’t Become V’s

Saturday, October 3, 2026

Legacy 094 -B’s Don’t Become V’s-

Hey, Lady Lu,
I am a Trillionaire right now… So, I can be there for my girl, buy the Day Job, and resurrect my son.

And while I’m at it, I could take care of his little brother, my V. I have nothing against V

But my stock is dropping fast, Lunalesca. My dollars, my dogs/boys, and my damsel too.

So what do I want right now, hmm… From a trillion to wanting to have the strength to get my ass up and spend fifteen bucks on a movie. And have a frost Bloom, Lunalesca.

Must it always fall back to money? I guess I’ll have to fill you in on the Day Job, but let’s count up the humiliations galore at the convenience store first, my dear Lady Lunalesca.

1: I didn’t know how to use my card at the food truck
2: An inferior Icee
3: Seventy-five cents

“Pinch me, pinch me
‘Cause I’m still asleep
Please, God, tell me
That I’m still asleep.”
Barenaked Ladies ‧ 2000

None of these things would have been necessary if I made better grades in school. I never believed I would live this long. “(Forty-two) stoney gray steps towards the grave. You know the box awaits…” Oh, I couldn’t be all “The future’s so bright I gotta wear shades” type of a guy. Hell, that’s everyone these days. But why not yesterday morning I am so…

In need of a thesaurus. But okay, long story short, ahem: Yesterday I was assigned visual, but instead they had me working “truck unload,” so that’s what I did. Nearly three hundred boxes, and then the ASM “J” and bosses “C” and “S” were all over me. And not in the Unfinished Archive Harem sort of way. The Humiliation begins.

Not that I’m remotely interested in any of them. I tell Braxton and Virgil’s Potential Future Stepmom all the time that there’s a reason blowjobs turn me on. Seriously, Luna.

Between getting yelled at, talked about, laughed at, dismissed, and then trying to be a good boyfriend on top of it all. Once again, there are grades, there’s growing up, and there’s green. All of those things, Lunalesca, that’s “What Makes A Good Man.” Honestly.

And G comes before F. But here I am, a forty-two-year-old boy skipping all the way to V as if Virgil was supposed to save me. Virgil didn’t save Dante; he was his guide, Lunalesca. Nothing more. Losing B, I lost everything. Hell’s eternal and deep B’s Don’t Become V’s

2071 Days Without B III, Day 1512 of Virgil’s Arrival

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Legacy 093 -Braxton Books Trucks Virgil-

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“Now, I ain’t no sharecropper. I’m a music teacher.” This ain’t Rosewood; I’ll try again. I ain’t no truck unloader; I’m a writer. Well, I ain’t much of either, with my bosses this afternoon and Braxton’s book sales. “But Braxton Books Trucks Virgil”

Friday, October 2, 2026

Legacy 093 -Braxton Books Trucks Virgil-

Hey Lady Sophia,
Let me tell you a story… But not Stephen King’s The Stand. “I will set you to burn.” Fuck, I’m Hot! Umm

Not in a good way, My Lady. More like Humiliations Galore, I Hate Everyone, burning through all ‘my’ cash, sorta hot. Fuck, the weather! I still shouldn’t have gone out.

Honestly, if my books weren’t the only thing that deserved to be burned, maybe I wouldn’t have to. Isn’t it “Ironic” that the only book I have out ended with my son being on fire? And myself? I’m going to Hell. But I’m doomed to the Ninth Circle. But today…

Sometimes I think that part of my punishment is to take a guided tour through Hell? And with Virgil… My poor second-born. I want to tell him, “I Knew You Were Waiting.” But I knew

I brought both of my furry children to ruin. Like I’m fucking Randall Flagg. But no, Sophia. No nuclear warheads, no Captain Trips, and while I spend money like I was in Vegas… Yeah, I’m a fucking idiot! Can I watch my fucking language? Seriously?

“Pinch me, pinch me
‘Cause I’m still asleep
Please, God, tell me
That I’m still asleep.”
Barenaked Ladies ‧ 2000

Everything that happened today… Women (SIGH). And before I sound like some Incel or Simp… Whatever words the kids are using these days. The gas station, ok. I know Soph

That was my cowardice. I don’t blame the woman behind the counter for banking issues.

And M Anime had quite the day from what I heard. I am exhausted. Anger, Humiliation, genuine Stupidity. It’s all the same fire, and I have nothing left for Braxton and Virgil’s Potential Future Stepmom. And this is after she offers me everything. The Hell?

No, that’s where all my bosses can go—and speaking of Hell or jail? That’s the silver lining here, Sophia. I was too busy thinking about the day job to think about the steel bars of late. With “All These Things That I’ve Done.” Somewhat illegal, sinful, shameful, stupid, and I’m scared. And do I care to “Share?” I could watch that movie tonight because tomorrow I have to get to the movie theater. Free E-Day Popcorn and Soda. It’s fucking October. E-Day month’s over.

Geez! Will I stop? Something I should have told myself when unloading the truck today. Better to be driving the damn trucks chasing some “Lot Lizard” than working with the women at my Day Job. Read a book. Or write one. Braxton Books Trucks Virgil.

2070 Days Without B III, Day 1511 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters
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