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Log 170 ~Stupid Synonyms, See Will~

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As with last week, another early morning, and as long as it doesn’t cost me $50.00, I’ll consider it a win, unlike yesterday, along with the cash I lost three hours, another playing Far Cry 5 and countless losses. Stupid Synonyms, See Will.

Wednesday, December 18, 2019

Log 170 ~Stupid Synonyms, See Will~

Forgive Me Echo,
I AM a Billionaire right now; otherwise, I would be mad. Well, I am Ebenezer Scrooge, and I’m still stupid after my visits from the ghosts. The Spirts of Stupidity’s Past, Present, and Yet To Come. Yes, I needed another S-word to get me up this morning.

I could always use more sleep, and my marathon nap wasn’t enough. Inspector Echo, don’t freak out, but sometimes I wish I could sleep forever. No, I’m not suicidal, but you remember last week how screwed up I felt over some words. Now I hear prettier words, and I’m poorer by $50.00. Long story short, for once ha, I was talking to this well, scammer last night. He, She, It, spoke about selling pictures for $50.00, now you do remember the previous model I had? Money well spent; anyway, this scammer talked me into opening my wallet. What’s in your wallet, not that $50.00 I was saving for a night of Star Wars. Oh, you know I’m still going, but I’ve spent about $110.00 this week and not a boob to show for it Inspector Echo. Well, do I count?

Not if you’ve seen me play Far Cry 5 lately. How many times have I died in the stupidest of ways? What about the number of times I’ve missed that fuel truck? The variety of poor life choices that can show up in an hour? Now that includes wasting that hour playing games and the three prior sleeping. I’m not having a Super Mario 64 temper tantrum like yesteryear, at least that was with my “father’s” money. Then again, what do I need money for when I do stupid things like repeating last night’s mistake.

Okay, I am trying to be a businessman. Looking for a new maid and getting talked out of $50.00. Oh, what I could have for that but what about My Dæmon. He cost me $90.00 once for stepping on the zipper of one of my hoodies and “hurting” himself. I love him, though, but what else do I love? I can’t discuss it, but the “heart” of the matter is I lost money on a promise. Last week didn’t I say, don’t treat me like I’m stupid? Last night I went ahead and proved that I was, didn’t I? Morning gratitude, I learned my lesson.

I’m sorry it cost me $50.00; Stupid Synonyms, See Will.

I Will Have No Fear

Log 169 ~Will At Least Until~

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Could this be my Christmas list or maybe despite everything, I’ll end up making a Hallmark movie at some point, or perhaps I’m like Santa when he needs to keep the elves hustling whatever the case? “Will At Least Until.”

Tuesday, December 17, 2019

Log 169 ~Will At Least Until~

Dear Future Wife,
I AM a Billionaire right now, and I’m still Will somehow. Know Thyself, isn’t that right and I’ll tell you what I know. I know how I want to make my daily bread, I love you and our children more each day, and I can be a better man, every single day.

At least I’m trying, but then I look at Santa, who hasn’t changed a bit. Tradition despite everything, and while I’m real with you, I want to be magical for them. My little Dæmon knows his meals, quadruple in size. He and all our kids take pictures with Santa Claus. We bake cookies for him because my mom had one of those Chocolate Chip smelling candles. Talk about another definition of insanity. We watch all the Christmas specials on TV. A Christmas Story, Charlie Brown, A Christmas Carol, etc. I want to drive around and look at all the lights. We can trim the tree as a family. Every night before bed, I want to read them different Christmas tales. Yes, I’m trying to give Hallmark a run for their money. My Christmases didn’t include all this, but I want ours to be so perfect.

You and I can go out and see the new Star Wars. I’m looking forward to more of a red lightsaber than a suit I’ll tell you that babydoll. Still, I want to stay up at night reading novels. Accidental Santa, Christmas Cake, and that reminds me to lookup more stuff on Amazon. Our kids have Christmas List, but what about you, My Love. Well, after we fight the crowds in-store together. I suppose this is one more reason to learn how to get up early these mornings or why even bother sleeping at all.

What about when all the presents bring their joys and the year is counting down. I’m still not much of a drinker, the person I become. What happier for a bit, why can’t that be all the time? Baby girl, how I try with each moment. It shouldn’t be the season but always and forever, and I am a better man than I was before. So you ask me what I want for Christmas, and I remember my childhood. My lists were huge, and I don’t want to break out into Mariah Carey’s classic hit.

Now waiting for 24th to 1st, Will At Least Until

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Log 168 ~Want It, Work “Freaking” Harder~

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I wonder, is my Mom be proud of me? My Day Job is nothing and how I wish to earn my bread well; in either case, I never feel like I’m working hard enough and she’s not getting any younger. Want It, Work “Freaking” Harder Will. Happy Birthday Mom

Monday, December 16, 2019

Log 168 ~Want It, Work “Freaking” Harder~

Hundred And Fifteenth Rule

Madam Justice,
I AM a Billionaire right now, or I should be, I know. Okay, before I begin, ha, I want to say Happy Birthday to my mom. If she ever read this blog well, better not to wish that at all. She doesn’t want to see the “man” her son has become. I’m not Martin Luther King Jr by any means, but I Have A Dream. Well, I did last night, which is quite easy to interpret. One more reason to laugh, I was going on a date with Sabrina Nichole and some other girl. Sabrina was “tethered” to me, and I was embarrassed, so I unhooked her, letting her run into the green.

It was a green mountain Madam Justice, thick and luscious. I don’t know about the other woman, but I kept my eyes on the prize of Sabrina. She was traveling through and made it to the top with ease. She is waiting for me and ain’t I the funny one today. Anyway I get stuck in the green, I’m not moving at all, I can’t climb up. I can’t resist, right myself to stand or even rest. This morning I’m still exhausted, but I got up a lot easier Madam Justice. Okay, what is the point of the dream, Higher, Further, Faster baby. You know what I can say about women but still “Family-Friendly.” I even changed the rule ever so slightly, but yeah, the truth is the truth. I could also quote Scarface to tell you what my dream means, but I’m not dreaming.

“In this country, you gotta make the money first. Then when you get the money, you get the power. Then when you get the power, then you get the women.”

I will admit yesterday was a setback, and I didn’t even have the heart to keep fighting for what I wanted. Madam Justice, I barely watch wrestling when it’s on TV, so why try stealing it by looking for streams. I could always pay, publish, or perchance do something else constructive, like reading. Playing works too as I advanced in Far Cry 5 last night. I finished The Widomaker and Valley Armed Convoy missions. Back to the point of today, though, to quote another movie. “If you want to be somebody, if you want to go somewhere, you better wake up and pay attention.” Here I am Madam Justice, way before “Waking Up at 4:00 AM Every Day Will Change Your Life” I want it.

Rhyme or Crime, Fire and Desire, as the kids say, we want the smoke so, Want It, Work “Freaking” Harder.

I Will Have No Fear

Log 167 ~The Will To Urge~

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Well, I have no urge to celebrate Christmas as of yet and if anything, the call of sleep continues and nothing is stopping me but me and a bottle of water, a can of pink lemonade, a bunch of chips etc. “The Will To Urge”

Sunday, December 15, 2019

Log 167 ~The Will To Urge~

To Will:
I AM a Billionaire right now, and you have an urge to be so. The want, the wish, indeed man the will. Why else would you be up at this moment? You have every reason to stay in bed, the right, hell you rage. How does the poem go, rage, rage at the dying light, well more like the coming? Don’t start with the sexual innuendos, one more battle you lost this week. Okay, so we’ll get to that, but first, I want to talk about urges. Should we call it more, an addiction to the acceptance of an average life, ahh motivation?

Almost there you urge, like last night playing Far Cry 5. You almost made it to that bridge, or to that ranch. You nearly bought your mom a present or purchased the right NaNoWriMo T-shirt. How close were you to finishing “Accidental Santa” but decided to play on your phone? In your life, FEAR is the second most urgent thing. We go again with Far Cry 5. Fearing to lose, so what happens? You make yourself sick with it every day. Hell, if fear wasn’t there, I don’t think you would know what to do with yourself ever. If you want to know your number one urge, though, you need only look to the Marquis de Sade. Now that’s a name you haven’t thought about in a while though you took his title. How dare you compare your horniness to such genius as it keeps you from Six Impossible Things:

  1. I AM Keeping It In My Pants (Day 005 No Fap) Real Girls Are An Exception
    Failed (Day 003 No Fap)
  2. I AM Always The “Father” My Dæmon Deserves
    Failed
  3. I AM Publishing My Poetry “GULP”
    Failed
  4. I AM Reviewing Raphael By Tillie Cole
    Failed
  5. I AM Reducing My Inbox To Zero
    Completed
  6. I AM Finishing “How to Stop Worrying and Start Living”
    Completed

Perhaps I stand corrected, but a 34 is still an F, the last I knew.

Still, it beats a flat out zero, and I could have finished #4 if it wasn’t for the urge to sleep SIGH yesterday afternoon away. If I got more of it, though, #1 would not have been a problem. Honestly, I screwed you over with #1 last night checking out you know who rather than resting. These numbers are getting confusing, especially at this hour. Horny is one, Fear is two, but the urge to be STUPID. It’s always such an ugly word, but there it is, as “Weird Al” Yankovic sang, Dare to Be Stupid. Only I want you to tell me. Will do you have the urge to be wise? Not to be your life coach, but where’s the urge to win, conquer this week’s Six Impossible Things:

  1. I AM Keeping It In My Pants (Day 003 No Fap) Real Girls Are An Exception
  2. I AM Always The “Father” My Dæmon Deserves
  3. I AM Publishing My Poetry “GULP”
  4. I AM Reviewing Raphael By Tillie Cole
  5. I AM Getting My Second Car Fixed
  6. I AM Finishing The Book “Accidental Santa” By Celia Aaron

You’re better I know it, feel The Will To Urge.

I Will Have No Fear

Log 164 ~She’s “Maid” For Will~

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Well, this took me longer than my previous post, but when you do what you love or rather who and did I say love? Isn’t today supposed to be all about lust and of course, not making a mess? She’s “Maid” For Will

Thursday, December 12, 2019

Log 164 ~She’s “Maid” For Will~

WARNING, 18+, READER DISCRETION ADVISED

Come In Dirty Diana,
I AM a Billionaire right now, and it’s all because I cleaned up my act. For the record, it’s been a hard week. Yes, everything is going to sound sexual today. On the bright side, my ear is beginning to feel a bit better. It’s incredible what the human body accomplishes with the mere prospect of sex. One more reason I want everything I conjure up. I’m alive Dirty Diana; my desires, like writing, it’s breathing for the soul. Sex nourishes the body, though people think I talk too much shit.

Now I’m not one of “those” types, but I am learning to appreciate ass all the more. If a girl is walking away, she’s not teasing me these days. Dirty Diana, I respect women, you know the things I have done when it comes to the fairer sex. Hell, I had a maid, and I would clean the house before she would ever step foot inside. I have studied a woman more than I ever have for any test I have taken in my entire life. Let’s not forget all the ladies that have cleaned out my wallet over the years. Some days I’m even tempted to give much more. I’m not a made man, but being a writer, I have created women well more like personalities of them. It makes me think of all the erotica writers I know, but that’s more Lady Sophia’s problem. So what’s yours? Other than stopping me from watching “Adult Supervision Required,” Brooke Logan.

Honestly, I like her scene in that more than when she fucked Ron Jeremy. Didn’t I say I study women? Six Impossible Things or Six Degrees of Separation. Looking up Brooke Logan, her “maid” uniform a match for MILF Dos. She’s hurting, I can’t ask her to model, but I know a pornstar that looks like her. That adult entertainer gets me to watch, The Innocence Of Youth DVD. Those outfits make me think of Alice Little and Anna Vlasova, ahh alliteration. The wonders of Alice as in wonderland and I go tumbling down the rabbit hole. It gets dirty, and so I think of cleaning up but then again.

Six Degrees

  1. Brooke Logan
  2. MILF Dos
  3. Porn Star
  4. The Innocence Of Youth
  5. Alice Little, Anna Vlasova/Alissa
  6. Alice In Wonderland

Now to shower thinking someone somewhere, She’s “Maid” For Will.

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Log 163 ~You Don’t Willie Know~

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One more early morning and I don’t know what the day holds, however yesterday I would have chosen to skip a two-minute conversation or better other two words instead of feeling like I’m STUPID. You Don’t Willie Know

Wednesday, December 11, 2019

Log 163 ~You Don’t Willie Know~

Forgive Me Echo,
I AM a Billionaire right now; I sound so sure of that, don’t I? If anything, I was feeling glad yesterday. Well, all it took was one woman to snatch it away. I’ve said it before, and I’ll repeat it here, DON’T MAKE ME FEEL STUPID! Inspector Echo I apologize for getting loud, especially at this early hour. THEY admit it takes 21 days to make something into a habit, right. For the record, it’s day three, and it was easier waking today, especially with an extra hour thirty. I’m still waiting for that Ben Franklin truth.

Now that is my point; why do you think I am continually seeking out knowledge? Is it wrong to be ambitious, to want to better my lot in life? I’ve finished two books this week, one by Dale Carnegie another from Natasha Bender. In the spirit of family-friendliness, I’d advise you don’t look up one of those names. Anyway, I know so much; that’s right; I said it Inspector Echo. As one of my motivations says, I am wise. I will rise, I need no guise. So I will not disguise the fact that yesterday, some black lady hurt my feelings. Am I playing the race card; yesterday the president is looking at impeachment. Look, I understand that hate is colorblind, but it’s always people that look like me SIGH. “My people” who bring me down the most as always.

What is this all about, “diabetic socks for men.” Am I not making sense? So this lady comes into the Day Job and asks, do we sell those types of socks? I’ve never seen them, so I say no. She says, “compression,” so I mull the term over, and she says, “you don’t know,” and she walks off in a huff. Talk about wearing my heart on my sleeve always. That’s one more reason I’m still running, and I’m a stickler for time. A moment to think, and I end up feeling like a moron. It doesn’t help that I’ve been physically running away these days. I’m waking up super early as Eric Thomas suggests so I can get somewhere, but it’s not to the fight. The faster I move, the quicker the day ends. I’m sorry I don’t take the time to see the man in the mirror Inspector.

I say it’s all FEAR, but You Don’t Willie Know.

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Log 162 ~A “Will” Good Morning~

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Well I did it again, maybe not, 15 minutes later but come on I need at least three hours of sleep, still, I consider it a win and with the holidays coming up I’ll need all the energy I can get for the “family.” A “Will” Good Morning, I hope

Tuesday, December 10, 2019

Log 162 ~A “Will” Good Morning~

Dear Future Wife,
I AM a Billionaire right now, so why not stay in bed with you? Right now, it’s way too early, even for tradition. I read somewhere that boys marry girls that are like their mothers. Again, look at the time, I have dreams to chase, a Dæmon to look after, and demands to make. Better than demands to take like at the old job. Still, even with what I’ve made my life’s work, I don’t see any reason to rise at this hour. Nothing good ever happens after 2 a.m. only now?

It’s the most wonderful time of the year, THEY say. I still have mixed feelings about the holiday season. Once again, I’m a traditionalist, so playing Santa for our children? I want to see happy faces under the tree. If I want that, then it means working hard right now or maybe not, my love. When you do what you love and all that, but I can still be tired, right? I don’t think I even got three hours of sleep, but then I looked at you, baby doll. Yes, I am one of those types that will say you’re beautiful no matter what. Some devote their lives to studying the stars in the sky. Others have faith in angels. I have you beside me, and I don’t mean to get all sappy. Well, I don’t drink coffee, and I lost my morning cappuccino, wanting to get to work quickly.

“It doesn’t take a whole day to recognize sunshine.” FTWD

I don’t know how my mother did it all during the holidays. She would spend hours cooking up this brunch of all the classics, pancakes, bacon, sausage on one side. Then she would have all this fried chicken. Now I have been a Southern boy since I turned six to be fair. Do I expect us to one day to brave the crowds on Black Friday? I mentioned Jada Cato from It’s A Southern Thing yesterday. Why do think I work in my industry, or wake up at 2 AM? Okay, despite my worries. That is why I did go and fetch that cappuccino and returned to lay by your side. The world is full of would-be Santas. Anyway, I can think of worse ways to wake up. As long as we’re together warm, I suppose I want our kids to see a White Christmas.

Yeah, I’m not driving, ha that’s A “Will” Good Morning.

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Log 161 ~Be A Man Of Action~

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Something that both heroes and villains have in common; they both take action, and while I want to say I’m 49% to 51% if anything as the song goes, I’m only a man a good one, a bad one, maybe alright but lights, camera. Be A Man Of Action, Will.

Monday, December 9, 2019

Log 161 ~Be A Man Of Action~

Hundred And Fourteenth Rule

Madam Justice,
I AM a Billionaire right now, and if this morning is any sign, a man of action. Let’s start with the Six Impossible Things. Sad to say, I’ve already failed at #2. I AM Always The “Father” My Dæmon Deserves. Numbers 1, 5, and 6 I’m handling. #4 is doable, and #3 well, there is a reason I use the word Impossible. Look at the time though, think of the day that lies before me, the choice I made only moments before. Begin each day with gratitude, isn’t that right? I’m grateful I woke up, for my weird dreams, and Far Cry 5.

Yeah, if there is any action I take on the regular, it’s complaining. I’m on the Easy setting and still, almost got killed. How much time did I spend learning the controls? My Motion Sickness was a smidge better. Now, didn’t I say something about weird dreams? I don’t want to sound like the President or offend any veterans. Last night/this morning, I was dreaming about Vietnam? Here’s the offensive part, that’s how I view my life. For right now at least I’ve volunteered, I don’t know whether it’s right or wrong. If anything, I only “want” to serve. By the end of the day, without a doubt, I’m going to be in some “less optimal” state. I won’t be the same man that’s talking to you right now, Madam Justice, that’s for sure. How did Jada Cato put it? “It all went downhill after I put my pants on.”

Again gratitude, here and now I’m doing something I enjoy even if I’m tired. At this rate, I could knock out two of my Six Impossible Things before the day is over. I’ll continue working hard for my son, and I’ll get some more tips to play the game tonight. These all need to become habits instead of falling for whatever joke the pillow wants to tell. If I stay busy, I don’t have time to worry, or that’s something I learned from Dale Carnegie. Get busy living and all the rest from The Shawshank Redemption. Didn’t the movie “Young Einstein” talk about being a man of action? Of course, I can’t forget King Ezekiel from TWD. There might be something to my love of movies and the zombie genre.

Media, swimming, run boy run, Be A Man Of Action.

I Will Have No Fear

Log 160 ~A Will In Motion~

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One more considerable night of sleep, eight hours when I wanted to choose six but falling back to sleep, well that got me nowhere; still I was on time today to write about well, my spinning mind. A Will In Motion

Sunday, December 8, 2019

Log 160 ~A Will In Motion~

To Will:
I AM a Billionaire right now, and when you Find Me, bring something for the Motion Sickness. That is a step in a forward direction. I remember playing Super Mario 64 and getting so sick that night I asked my “father” to take it back to the rental place. Next thing you know, I’m shooting cultists in Far Cry 5 and eating a turkey dinner afterward. Speaking of the Old Man, have you thought any more about talking to him about the car? How’s your ear considering you’re on time for our conversation, so you skipped the shower?

Well, between Cerberus, Medusa, Maenads, and Dutch’s Island not much? Now isn’t this the problem right here? You have a 50,000-word story in front of you. So you move on to the next one without a look in the rearview. When moving forward, where are you going, I ask? You hate looking back at your past work, I know. Nearly all of your motivations talk about having to forget about your past. You know what they mean, of course, because your novels are your future. I applaud you Will for being on time today. There’s always a, but in there, I know. But you were up at 4:00 AM, that was on time, and you had the presence to drink a root beer and down some gummies. Next thing you know, you’re back in bed until 6:30 when you decided to play TWD. What about, well your Six Impossible Things:

  1. I AM Keeping It In My Pants (Day 001 No Fap) Real Girls Are An Exception
    Failed (Day 005 No Fap)
  2. I AM Always The “Father” My Dæmon Deserves
    Failed
  3. I AM Publishing My Poetry “GULP”
    Failed
  4. I AM Reviewing Raphael By Tillie Cole
    Failed
  5. I AM Reducing My Inbox To Zero
    Failed
  6. I AM Finishing “How to Stop Worrying and Start Living”
    Failed

Last week I mentioned excuses, you didn’t check the car because there was McDonald’s. You’ll leave it alone this week until you knock something off this list. Oh, and don’t forget to check that you’re still with a “specific” reading group. No need to sugarcoat this considering the list, as this isn’t in the “Family-Friendly” category. For example, “Rule 34,” I met that woman in Walmart, and it was like something out of SIGH “Adult-Entertainment?” I’ll need to get the car towed perhaps, and there are videos for that too; how hopeless are you, Will? I do mean in your viewing habits. You’re not going back to Brainbuddy. Between Mom’s birthday present and Indiana Gone’s birthday, wedding, and Christmas. How about the Dæmon’s gift? As always, your Six Impossible Things:

  1. I AM Keeping It In My Pants (Day 005 No Fap) Real Girls Are An Exception
  2. I AM Always The “Father” My Dæmon Deserves
  3. I AM Publishing My Poetry “GULP”
  4. I AM Reviewing Raphael By Tillie Cole
  5. I AM Reducing My Inbox To Zero
  6. I AM Finishing “How to Stop Worrying and Start Living”

I should have come as the ghosts of Christmas, Past, Present, Yet To Come. Mind spinning, A Wheel In Motion.

I Will Have No Fear

Log 157 ~Will’s Rey Of Sunshine~

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I swear I was all over the place today, still getting high off of Cherry Blossom fumes, the only thing Star Wars has ever done wrong by me, have me daydreaming about Rey instead of paying attention to anything else. “Will’s Rey Of Sunshine”

Thursday, December 5, 2019

Log 157 ~Will’s Rey Of Sunshine~

WARNING, 18+, READER DISCRETION ADVISED

Come In Dirty Diana,
I AM a Billionaire right now, but that’s still not enough to build a Death Star for myself. FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, yes, I fully intend to live up to that warning today. Thursday is supposed to be a good day, but please allow me to get some things off my chest. First, someone honked at me this morning, no big deal, right? Well, I gave the driver the finger for starters. Of course, as I was going up the hill, I saw the sun and from one wrong moment to the next SIGH. I thought of the Basic Bitch, oh I dropped some Cherry Blossom candle mess at the Day Job. Finally, I again sucked, being the boss, but okay enough.

If you’re a Star Wars Fan as you know, I am, well Rey is hot as Hell. I could also tell you a few stories about Rei Hino from Sailor Moon (Homer Drool). You know, should I blame Rey for dropping that Cherry Blossom stuff today? Yes, I’m trying to be positive, but that’s yet another thing. For example, I said hi to a girl, and she said I scared her; I mean, it was only the surprise of it all. I should let this stuff go, I know, and it sounds easy enough to do Dirty Diana. Still, I’m damned either way, so why bother? Is that what today’s about, comparison, something like Kaori Saeki vs. Maejima Kaori. Now that takes me back, remember my Girls of the Week. Only I’ve stuck with this blog two years longer, something to be proud of some.

For the record, though, I’m still a brunette fan. I even told Brook Logan that. “Adult Supervision Required – Scene 2” yep that broke my NO FAP streak. Which I honestly must get back to somehow. Complaints never stop, do they? I read somewhere when you quit; your voice gets deeper. Dammit if I go to McDonald’s one more time, and someone calls me Ma’am again? It’s also not helping that I got that Hot For The Holidays novel. I’m not even close to finishing the book I have. How can I justify going to see the new Star Wars movie with sexy Rey at all? Looking for the sunshine, hell look at what time it is; Day Job’s killing me.

Other than FUCK, well Diana, where’s Will’s Rey Of Sunshine?

I Will Have No Fear