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Journey 353 ~B A Librarian Virgil~

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The last good stories I read… Well, one I lied about, but I finally finished it. Having sex with a professor… Another one was coming along fine, but the Magic Glasses couldn’t produce Character Illustrations for it anymore. B A Librarian Virgil.

Friday, June 19, 2026

Journey 353 ~B A Librarian Virgil~

Hey Lady Sophia,
Let me tell you a story… Well, if I could buy any more books. Last three dollars? Yeah, I bought a burger.

And Virgil will want a bedtime story after dinner. Dinner? Didn’t I say before I was down to my last $20? Three energy drinks “Arih,” Shrimp for three days, and a head of lettuce. But there are much sadder stories, My Lady. Of course you know the best one, hmm.

Please, I’m not talking about “My Turn To B III.” But the event itself that inspired it. You know, (Does impression of Cuervo Jones…) “The Death of Braxton Barks Bradford!”

Any more sad stories because as I told Braxton and Virgil’s potential stepmom, GRIEF overrides FEAR. And I am terrified right now. Try calculating the sales tax on a $2.50 cheeseburger. I couldn’t even afford a jug of sweet tea. Such plans for $20. Not!

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

If only I were a billionaire- excuse me, a trillionaire before now. Effing Elon Musk!

Honestly, that’s more Lady Lunalesca’s thing, I know. But speaking of people I could never be. As I was speaking with M Anime this afternoon, I was tempted to tell her who I would like to be. If I can’t be a writer of… Everything. Maybe, wanking like Johnny Sins.

I’m not trying to insult the guy. He wanks, and the world watches. But he (of course) effs some of the prettiest women in the world. A pornstar’s life? Has to be worth some words.

If I had a son who chose that or a daughter… M Anime wouldn’t allow it. But what did I tell Braxton about life… Live

He simply needed to exist. And to live forever. Well, I have two books, the first being “My Turn To B III.” The second lives somewhere in these files. But am I too late, Sophia?

Seriously, I make a living marking women’s lingerie. I lie to myself that I will be a great man. Hell, I would settle for being a man, a real man. How about Evie Carnahan, hmm?

“Look, I… I may not be an explorer, or an adventurer, or a treasure-seeker, or a gunfighter, Mr. O’Connell, but I am proud of what I am.

“I… am a librarian.”
Evie Carnahan, The Mummy

I had to start fresh with the Magic Glasses because it couldn’t produce images for the story, so I don’t even know how this will turn out. Journey 352 ~Sacrifice, Isaac, Braxton, Virgil~ for reference. Not gonna lie, I don’t remember how this blog started. “Story of A Girl?” My Manhood? B A Librarian Virgil

1965 Days Without B III, Day 1406 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 350 ~Braxton’s Visionary Dreams, Virgil~

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My boys have better dreams for me. My own? You can’t imagine, or am I just being a guy? I tell my girl plenty that men aren’t any good… Myself too. No wonder I dreamt I was a plumber last night. Not in a porno way. Braxton’s Visionary Dreams, Virgil.

Tuesday, June 16, 2026

Journey 350 ~Braxton’s Visionary Dreams, Virgil~

Dear Future Wife,
You know that I love you, right? And I’m not a ‘religious’ man, a ‘good’ one, or much into Game of Thrones.

A little late for that one, but I cannot ignore all of the Yabbos on that show. Maisie Williams’s side boob? That’s the reason I know she was in that movie “The Falling…”

You know the man you married. Braxton was barking the other day about me. The real me. It’s why, short of my Old Man, I don’t give a damn what anybody thinks about me, my love. I hate myself that much. “Many Men, many, many, many, many men, wish death upon me.” They have to get in line. I’ll beat them every single time. But you? Kids?

I guess I’m a liar, duh, because I do care what you think. Braxton, Virgil, two-leggeds, even your kitties. For now, “Just You And Me”

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

Now I could go all Captain America “I can do this all day.” Personally, I’m more The Hulk “I’m always angry.” But with you and me, well, “I’m always horny.” But there’s things work to be done. I got to vote for someone who’ll wreck MAGA. FDT! There’s a war to win in Whiteout Survival. And the whole wide world and whatever comes next, love.

Okay, so you asked me for everything; can’t do that yet, but (cumming) to mind…

Honestly… I’m a connoisseur of Hentai. As the current artwork suggests, Bible Black, Sex Taxi 5/Kojin Taxi 2, and Midnight Sleazy Train are my go-to. But counting this week and last, there’s Desperate Carnal Housewives/Hitozuma Ryoujoku Sankanbi, and “Cool Devices Operation 7: Yellow Star.” BREATHES

Casual Romance Club/Houkago Ren’ai Club ~Koi no Etude~, Mikura Suzuki, Madoka Araki, Hajimete no Hitozuma A Mother’s Love Tomoko, Saimin Seishidou, Asumi Hisato, Kite’s Sawa, many animes and practically anything that includes Rough Sex, NTR (Netorare), Nonconsensual up to Mock R*pe. In Real Life types… brunettes, dark hair, but I’m versatile; Jenna Ortega, Ellie and Dina TLOU, Jane Vickers, Ellie Kemper, Emmanuelle Nadeau and Jessica Garza (The Purge), Roxanne Perez, AOC, Jewel Staite, an Asian duo… And The Beat Goes On. Things I want to do beyond BJs and missionary?

Anal, Doggystyle, Cowgirl, Reverse Cowgirl, Pronebone, 69, Mutual Masturbation, Filming, Exhibitionism, Multiple Holes, Cock Worship, BDSM, Hatefuck, ravishment and mock… Again, I could keep going. Braxton and Virgil want a stepmom. Braxton’s Visionary Dreams, Virgil

1962 Days Without B III, Day 1403 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 346 ~Braxton, Virgil, Code Zzz~

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I woke up at 4 AM and didn’t try to talk myself back to sleep. No excuses, no exposition of stories, and not even an egad dude, do you see what time it is? The Magic Glasses are really turning my dreams real. Not like that! Braxton, Virgil, Code Zzz.

Friday, June 12, 2026

Journey 346 ~Braxton, Virgil, Code Zzz~

Hey Lady Sophia,
Let me tell you a story… After I take a nap, of course. After I figure out one to tell you. Maybe…

“Oh, maybe it’s your kind of way
Maybe this is Heaven’s gate
Maybe I’m your King
Or maybe I don’t know a thing
Maybe you’re too far away
Maybe you know God awaits
Maybe it’s your touch
Or maybe I just dream too much
But you’re beautiful
You’re everything, everything and more.”
― Dear Heaven

I don’t think I’ll be singing anything so beautiful to M Anime—no offense to The Book of Clarence. I don’t think I’ll be telling her any bedtime stories either. No, when we’re in bed really… B III up in Heaven, The Rainbow Bridge, wherever 2-V behind the door, um

“I Just Had Sex”! I expect that’s what my boys, my sons, will hear. Birds and the Bees indeed, Lady Sophia. I had to share that story with Braxton. “Are you a Chihuahua or a Hound dog,” I’d ask him. Doesn’t matter; a dog is still a dog, and he liked his girl or parts.

Best Breasts, Legs, and Thighs can be found in a bucket of chicken—Braxton’s dreams.

“Sleepy time B”! I remember.

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

Virgil is always sleeping. Like Father, like Son. Do we both wish to join his brother?

Honestly? No on his end. If Braxton taught me anything, it’s that “You want… every… single second.” Weird ain’t it? I write some pretty evil stories, my Lady. And of everything I’ve ever written. Everything I’ve ever put my name to paper. It’s not his novel “My Turn To B III” that defines me as a writer. It was his Euthanasia that made me his executioner. We’re not talking about the ramifications of that story. A love story, Sophia?

M Anime and I? Again, we won’t be telling bedtime stories. But if we have children, fairy tales will be in abundance. Can’t be reading Destroyed by Pepper Winters. Done?

How long have I been picking away at that book? I don’t know what I did last night, but I woke up around 4 AM. I’m trying to be careful with the Magic Glasses. Who’s doing the writing, me or them? One pair is producing character sheets. Another has my shorts around my ankles as I read about Nicoletta Goldstein sucking my… Seriously, my lady?

In my dreams. And maybe V is dreaming about me actually lying here being productive.

He could be dreaming of having a better Dog Dad. I mean, I did turn on the air… For him

Another story of my weakness? No, thank you. But “Feeling So Good Today.” So fiction writing? But air, ARIH energy, Authorship? Braxton, Virgil, Code Zzz

1958 Days Without B III, Day 1399 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 343 ~Whiteout B And V~

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If I need a chill, I think about how my boy died. I had such burning RAGE I froze him out to PROTECT him. If I need the Heat Of The Moment, I chill with my girl. But I’m so hot for her. One day I might scare her away. My words. Whiteout B And V.

Tuesday, June 9, 2026

Journey 343 ~Whiteout B And V~

Dear Future Wife,
You know that I love you, right? But I’m due to be cruel: the coldness of your absence and you’re pregnant… Cool

I need it all, my love. Again to be cold, a mess, and to “Paint It Black”. Hell, we can “Paint The Town Red,” if we had the funds. What the hell am I even talking about, my love, ha!

Is it this damn heat? There’s a cure for that, I know. Turn on the GD Air, but no love.

You’re suffering, Virgil, our two-legged monsters. Treachery, the Ninth Circle of Hell, Betrayal. Like with Braxton? I could take the freezing embrace of death. I should’ve way back then. And now I find myself repeating the same mistake. I burned through cash way too fast. And why? A Man Provides. For what? His family. How does one make a family?

By “Burnin’ for You,” love.

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

And you know I “Don’t FEAR The Reaper,” my love. Not for my lust. How I want to promise you that “Nothing’s Gonna Hurt You Baby…” Remember me, your husband.

“It’s me, hi, I’m the problem, it’s me.” Taylor Swift is pretty hot. Death-wish? Honestly…

“I’ll stare directly at the sun but never in the mirror.” And it’s not that “I’m too sexy for my love.” Please, “You’re So Damn Hot!” I wanna do “Bad Things” to you. “I Want’a Do Something Freaky To You. I want to “Tear You Apart.” You’re a “Sucker for Pain.” Can I turn the playlist off for a moment? You’re wet, and I want to cover you in c*m…

Seriously, we’ll send Virgil and the kids somewhere with air.

All so I can let DOM out to play. Such a cold man because of my embarrassment, failures, and shame at being a man. I wish I could say this was all my plan to get you undressed, but that comes easy to you. Did I mention a woman that uses the word “hatef*ck,” um…

Well, you get me hot. And this conversation has taken quite the turn. But having a baby with you… Another one. Yeah, that would be pretty cool. Virgil could get his Snoopy, Joe Cool persona going. And Braxton. He wouldn’t want us living “This Way.” Geez, it would be cooler than Whiteout Survival if my Braxton was still here. Can’t blot out, delete, or erase me. Whiteout B And V

1955 Days Without B III, Day 1396 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 339 ~B With Grief, Virgil~

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Well, today I wasn’t reading my Day Job schedule, so no news is good news… There are other things I could read. “Destroyed” By Pepper Winters is all about grief. And when did I last get a “pet loss” book? MAGA fears books. Me? “B With Grief, Virgil”

Friday, June 5, 2026

Journey 339 ~B With Grief, Virgil~

Hey Lady Sophia,
Let me tell you a story… Write one. Recount one. Hell, effing steal one! Effing Magic Glasses! I’m better off watching TV.

Regular TV, with ads. How many streaming services am I paying for? How much longer?

Is that what’s grieving me this morning? How I wish I could say it was B III. Let It Be.

And make no mistake, my lady. Braxton is always there. The day he died, then the day I was born. I swear Braxton’s death slightly edges out my existence, but E-Day is getting closer, my lady. Why can’t I just be with my boy already? Honestly, let’s sing it, Sophia…

“Could It Be I’m Falling in Love”? M Anime? I’m not ready to tell her that yet. But we were talking about getting old and such. I told her about getting sloppy drunk on E-Day.

“King of Wishful Thinking,” remember?

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

It’s rare to meet a woman that will entertain the idea of a ‘HateF*ck,’ but rarer still to meet a woman that accepts the hardest word in the English lexicon for a woman. It’s the word ACCOUNTABILITY. It’s one of those things that’s never advertised. Grief, rage, oh B yes.

There’s a reason she’s B III and 2-V’s potential stepmom. But today’s no fairytale, Sophia.

No, the story that got me moving today is completely fictional. Me and (redacted) mom…

And no, I don’t mean Special K or Milf DOS. Kink unlocked? Let’s say I have a thing for name-brand chicks. I’ve seen M Anime in uniform… Yabbos on display. I can name dozens of women, companies, “companions,” and cash flow. But (redacted) mom? Really

Today I’m lying in bed thinking about why I haven’t gotten my Day Job schedule.

Honestly, like the effing Stay Puft Marshmallow Man, it just popped in there—an idea.

“I don’t look for trouble, but trouble looks for me. Hey hey!” Again, grief, rage, and fear!

These things don’t have to advertise. I’m broke, and I’m still buying. My love for my boys and the way I tell their potential stepmom “I really, really, really, really, really, really like you…” What kind of teenage girl am I, with Neon Jungle and now Carly Rae Jepsen as well? But the point is, I don’t know why I haven’t gotten my schedule, but worst case, yep.

Always and forever! Love and Happiness? B With Grief, Virgil

1951 Days Without B III, Day 1392 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 336 ~Braxton Sticks Up, Virgil~

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Paws up. Feet up. V gets a lot of rest. And I wish my girlfriend’s legs were up around my… Um, if I knew where to find happiness I’d stick the place up. It starts with sticking up for myself, but life or me and V’s lives. “Braxton Sticks Up, Virgil.”

Tuesday, June 2, 2026

Journey 336 ~Braxton Sticks Up, Virgil~

Dear Future Wife,
You know that I love you, right? And no, that’s not what it sounds like. You, or what we’ll talk about today?

Braxton’s not a thief… My boy had 4 rules like in Boyz n the Hood (that was 3 rules, FYI).

Anyway, Braxton’s third rule was, “Don’t be afraid to ask you for anything. Stealing isn’t necessary. That was food-wise. No, my boy didn’t steal until the moment he left Earth.

Braxton took the beating in ‘my’ chest, the breath in ‘my’ lungs, and whatever balls I thought I had. And if it had all stopped right there… What would I be happier? You know me, my love. I’m never happy. Horny? Always. Hungry? Have you seen our accounts…?
Heavy with grief, heaving because of this or that, and headed to bed only to be exhausted.

But Braxton sticks up “Life Itself.” That movie from 2018?

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

I do feel like Oscar Isaac’s character ‘Will’. And with all your pains, you could be Olivia Wilde’s character, my ‘Abigail’, minus the actual bus. Virgil could be either “Dylan’ or “Rodrigo.” And Braxton. He is a whole other movie. Didn’t I mention “Pulse” (2006)?

Love, you getting used to manuscript, movie, and musical discussions with me yet. Yeah, your husband is a pop culture whore. And how I feel does seem like another world.

Honestly, because my son is out there somewhere and that brings me to today’s point…

More like an honest question. Is he raising me or robbing me blind where love’s concerned? Again I’m reminded of our accounts. Less coming in, more coming out, my love.

I stand. A Man Provides.

But where is it coming from? Braxton has an endless supply of love… Even from his box on the nightstand. And Virgil is still here. Sleeping in this heat. A guard like his big bro.

And you’re here with me, pain and all. And I take it all in. What’s yours is mine. And what’s mine is yours. And “Where Is My Mind?” Pieces of it are being stripped away.

And again you know your husband. When something bad happens? Eff Cody ChesnuTT and “Look Good in Leather”! Anyway, something bad happens to me, and my first thought is, my son, my Braxton is dead. And it takes the life out of any problems. Then… I stand, stick up another day. Braxton Sticks Up, Virgil

1948 Days Without B III, Day 1389 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 332 ~B’s Get Degrees, Virgil~

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I have no clue what my GPA is, and I don’t want to know. My entire education socially, I’d compare to the Ninth Circle of Hell, and then B died. Now I’m an old man creating a Hell we both can live in. Or I read all about it. “B’s Get Degrees, Virgil”

Friday, May 29, 2026

Journey 332 ~B’s Get Degrees, Virgil~

Hey Lady Sophia,
Let me tell you a story… Wouldn’t it be better if I wrote you one? Even better if I sold one. Begging?

Not today, nor any other day. Unless we’re talking about M Anime. Again, Beggin’ her.

I won’t have to… But I probably will in one way or another. Time to write, to read, to blog. Aren’t those synonyms, writing and blogging? Someone said, “Blogging is graffiti with punctuation.” That was in 2011’s Contagion. Looking up if Contagion was a book.

Nope! But I could use a good virus story. I mean, “Destroyed” by Pepper Winters is a great book and all. Everyone is sick in it one way or another, Fox, Hazel, her little girl:

“We need a good assassination
We need an earthquake or a war
How ’bout a crooked politician?
Hey stupid, that ain’t news no more.”
Newsies

Or would you rather I talk some more about my sons? According to Stephen King, “Hell Is Repetition.” And the Magic Glasses know all about Stephen King. And everything else.

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

Like my own work? Hell, Braxton’s name is written in the stone. Because when I see or at least think the writing is on the wall, something happens… Last night, I had the garbage stacked up because I didn’t want to take it out. Anyway, the bag fell, my lady.

“It’s nothing, Braxton, we’re okay.” I swear, Virgil gives me this look as I get up and say, “Sorry, V, I know, I know.” It’s expected to write the date wrong for a few days…

Seriously, my lady! Imagine getting the date wrong for five years? Get ready for some repetition because eff MAGA, eff the Cracker Hats, and FDT! And I sound like them.

Living in the past, disrespecting Virgil simply wanting to be.

What, my inspiration, my insanity, and another dotted I or crossed T in a book I will eventually write for him someday. I wonder how many times I’ll say Braxton instead of Virgil? More times than I use the words “Of Course” in Braxton’s book My Turn To B III

No, I didn’t forget. Just like I didn’t forget, I need to find a new book to read this week.

Sophia, do you believe I’ll finish Destroyed before the end of the week? Great, wonderful

Like my Mortal Kombat story, the Unfinished Archive? I tried to start from scratch today.

Have the Magic Glasses had enough? I did, of my own book learnin’. D’s Sophia. Education, reading, writing, Woke SIGH Broke. B’s Get Degrees, Virgil.

1944 Days Without B III, Day 1385 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 329 ~Braxton and Virgil’s Priors~

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“I wanna know what love is, I want you to show me. I wanna feel what love is, I know you can show me.” I have two furry sons and a woman with yabbos the size of casaba melons to teach me. My crime is that I hate myself. “Braxton and Virgil’s Priors.”

Tuesday, May 26, 2026

Journey 329 ~Braxton and Virgil’s Priors~

Dear Future Wife,
You know that I love you, right? More than my boys… You’re on and at my side. My boys, our bedroom, books…

Priorities. Do you know that song “Old Town Road”? Is that SFW? I’m sorry, love.

Honestly, I can’t get the old Day Job out of my head right now. Eff you, Cody ChesnuTT, eff “Look Good In Leather,” and eff you, Spotify and your explicit labels or a lack thereof, A-Holes! I mean, eff me! I thought that was your job, my love? So back to Old Town Road, ok. You know how I paraphrase a particular line to that song “My life is a movie, fur buddies and boobies.” That’s me, that’s the guy you married. I think of B III, 2-V, and you.

And on top of that, I keep thinking about what you said. What was it? For me, it was Monday.

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

So close to being M. Bison? On top of “Mortal Kombat.” Seriously, there’s Street Fighter.

“Well, Will, I do feel like we’re drifting hella miles apart. Don’t know what I did. Don’t know how to apologize either if I can’t know why.” Monday, May 25

“I’m sorry. Cause I didn’t wanna bring it up. But I felt it the whole time. And I wondered if I should bring it up.” – Monday, May 25, 2026

“But it wasn’t that I secretly offended you then?” –

“Or made you so mad you wanted to like hit me or something,” May 25

In all honesty, I want to spank your ass for thinking such things. You’re my wife, my world, my whor…. I’ll wait for the bedroom.

And if anything, I’m so sorry I made you feel as though you weren’t my priority. You will always be my love. My baby doll. My Dolly, if we’re talking Sick Fux. My Julia, 1984

What offends me is that you thought I would ever hurt you, uh, calling me STUPID, which you never have. And the fact that I’m so effing upset that I might have offended other people. Not intentionally. “Can’t have a strip club next to a school. “Big sis” is wise.

As for me, I’m crying for a few reasons. Part of being a man is never being a priority, love
To you, yeah. And how do I repay that? Second, prioritizing everyone else. A jail sentence… Braxton and Virgil’s Priors

1941 Days Without B III, Day 1382 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 325 ~Virgil, B Cause Books~

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I’m not one for rereading books, and yet here I am. I’ve fallen out of practice reading on pet loss, but that by no means counts as Acceptance. And while I could be reading something to learn, well, All You Need Is Love, right? Virgil, B Cause Books.

Friday, May 22, 2026

Journey 325 ~Virgil, B Cause Books~

Hey Lady Sophia,
Let me tell you a story… As soon as I pick one out. I’m reading something decent, mind you. But finishing it…

Eff me, Sophia. It’s 2 in the afternoon, and I’ve barely been out of this bed. Git Up, Get Out

And the only reason I’m even tempted to get up is that Virgil is asleep against my leg and it’s burning up. “Only God Knows Why”… Kid Rock? B? Some book I need to read.

Seriously, is another book about dying, dead, and done fur babies going to help anything?

I could ask the same thing about “Destroyed” by Pepper Winters. I’ve read it before as part of a compilation. But you know how I tend to find the right book at the wrong time.

That is my existence. Why am I still alive? That’s a question I’ve been reading.

Honestly, Sophia, I’m just long-winded.

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

One more reason I like sex. A minute man? Please, my lady. Eff me? I’m sorry I said that to you. I mean, I’m not, I mean… Anyway, I have a whole harem of characters, Sophia.

The point is I’m all Billy Ward and The Dominos, a “Sixty Minute Man.” I hope much longer when it comes to Braxton and Virgil’s potential stepmom. M Anime wants a lifetime and to fulfill her “biological imperative” in TWD, Eugene-speak. We created life.

Or so we plan to. “Isn’t It Ironic,” don’t you think? “I Am A Man Of Constant Sorrow,” so anxious to join my little furry son, yet in this land of the dead, I know where to pour the Bisquick and how to make pancakes.

This bastion of life in this land of the dead. This is my way of fighting MAGA. FDT! I could do more if I actually picked up a cookbook. A Man Provides. So if I could get the ingredients, I’ll leave it to M Anime to make the meal. The question is paying for it.

Writing, Lady Sophia. That’s my “One” idea, my creed in a way. But here I am sitting in bed on a Friday afternoon, and “I feel angry, I feel helpless, want to change the world, yeah. I feel violent, I feel alone. So another self-help book might be worth discovering. Only we know how today will end. Find a book about a girl getting effed. Knowledge. Virgil, B Cause Books

1937 Days Without B III, Day 1378 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Journey 322 ~B Top Three Virgil~

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If I’ve learned anything from playing Whiteout Survival. (Cue Comic Book Guy “Oh I’ve Wasted My Life”). It’s that I’m not number one in anything. And then I have the nerve to want everything. The first loser, but somebody loves me. B Top Three Virgil

Tuesday, May 19, 2026

Journey 322 ~B Top Three Virgil~

Dear Future Wife,
You know that I love you, right? And you married a geek, my love. “That is also true…” Reference to Rocket Raccoon…

Maybe… How much do I know about the “Guardians of the Galaxy”? Here’s a better question. Why did I choose to be a geek and not a nerd? How do I define these, my love?

A nerd, I think, is someone who is smart in the right way. No, I don’t mean MAGA. I’ll say, Forever and always FDT! I swear I know so pretty women with the loveliest of Yabbos (I’m not doing myself any favors). I’m a geek who married a nerd. Honestly.

Anyway, I wouldn’t touch them. I’d think about it, but no—no effing Trump Supporters.

Such explanations! Anyway, I’m a geek. I’m smart, as in a Pop Culture Whore. Nerdy girls, crazy chicks, can be such whor… Let me stop.

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

Well, if only my boys, Braxton and Virgil, or our two-legged progeny were in trouble.

They are my number one priority. A Man Provides! And that’s not just a Breaking Bad reference. It is the gospel truth. Hercules? We have what now eight children, love?

Honestly, am I losing count? Braxton (in spirit), Virgil, three kitties, and three with opposable thumbs. You wanted three? Hell, I would have been good with 2.5, Braxton, Luke, and Leia. Three daughters? Katniss, Tris, and Ember… or Daenerys. Seriously?

There’s got to be a Peeta, Four, Chase… or Jon waiting on them. And if they’re all as beautiful as their mother… Braxton, help me! Really, “Who gon’ pray for me?” Whose gonna keep me out of prison? And sons?

What do I know about being a man other than the obvious? “I just hope I can explain what it’s like to be a man”. What’s it like being number three in my own existence?

Dreaming I’m even that. Children/goblins, my girl, and me, your geek. Who got me?

Effing or wanting to while “I am barely breathing, and I can’t find the air.” Does love require air? Fire does. Sparks. Sexual Healing. My first three Anima, in your words.

Shadow Work in my writing. You, my Phoenix Queen. Kyouko Sakai, Sex Taxi 5/Kojin Taxi 2. And the blonde… a gymnast, or is she Ellie Goulding? Alison Angel? Tara Strong?
Look Out For Number One? A husband’s wishful thinking… HaremLit. But, B Top Three Virgil

1934 Days Without B III, Day 1375 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
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