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Legacy 088 -Pawsing Braxton And Virgil-

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I’m somewhat paws off with V. Dad has too much to do, and I can’t pause everything. But I do. Because of writing… PAIN, FEAR, and my everyday STUPIDITY. Or is it insanity? I tried to pause B’s life to become successful. Ha! Pawsing Braxton And Virgil

Sunday, September 27, 2026

Legacy 088 -Pawsing Braxton And Virgil-

To Will:
It’s the Man In The Mirror… And when you pause here in the bathroom, at a mirror column at the Day Job, Virgil

Just one more reason it hurts to look at him sometimes. Yes, you’re failing him too. And it’s only been ten hours. But what you mean is, when you see your reflection in his eyes.

Could you wanna take my picture?
‘Cause I won’t remember
Take a Picture
Filter (1999)

But you do remember… PAIN. As you fuck FEAR. What would you call this relationship?

You feel FEAR like you care for M Anime or love your boys. Perpetual. Eternal. Always and Forever. Thus, HAPPINESS is an impossibility if FEAR is Eternal. Is it paused?

Honestly, does PAIN pause? You know better than to ask B and V’s potential future stepmom. It’s one reason you get along so well. Between her physical and your mental…

That isn’t to say you don’t both have issues, but seriously, your Six Impossible Things:

  1. I WILL BE VIEWING Teachers: A Single Dad Harem
    Completed
  2. I WILL BE VETTING Pictures, My Braxton’s Life Story
    Failed
  3. I WILL BE VENDING Gulp: Poetry Book
    Failed
  4. I WILL BE VOWING To Keep Pants On (Day 004 No Fap). Real Girls Are An Exception
    Failed (Day 002 No Fap)
  5. I WILL BE VALUING My Flesh Getting A Tattoo Of My Son Little B III
    Failed
  6. I WILL BE VALIANT, Being The Man My SONS Think I Am
    Failed

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

But since I didn’t bother to think of these things. I offer you some other mental gymnastics vis-à-vis The Unfinished Archive. The Magic Glasses/MIMA being a PAIN means you need to think for yourself at least until you can unpause your existence. How to think?

Why Obsidian Stone? Black Volcanic Glass. A different type of “Black Mirror.” It’s stronger than Brimstone. So when you’re creating your most beautiful hellish world…

Red, Yellow, Green Moons? A stoplight. Blood moon for past blood. Pale yellow for present fear and pain. Green: Go, whether wanted or not. The Moon controls the tides always.

Archive Numbers: Sorcerer, Two Sons. Ten Harem Sisters. Ten Named Acolytes of Bible Black\Black Bible Sisterhood. Three Enemies. Two Subordinates???

Pause Reality. Six Impossible Things:

  1. I WILL BE VIEWING I Have No Clue Whatsoever
  2. I WILL BE VETTING Pictures, My Braxton’s Life Story
  3. I WILL BE VENDING Gulp: Poetry Book
  4. I WILL BE VOWING To Keep Pants On (Day 002 No Fap). Real Girls Are An Exception
  5. I WILL BE VALUING My Flesh Getting A Tattoo Of My Son Little B III
  6. I WILL BE VALIANT, Being The Man My SONS Think I Am

You’ve been thinking about how you can pause the bad things and live inside them.

Think Ellone from Final Fantasy VIII. Why can’t you pause the good things? When you want to pause the next bad thing from happening, you stay in bed. You sleep. Because when you’re asleep, the monsters can’t get you. It’s probably why I favored the loveseat, and you might too. Leaving means getting in bed. And while you love bed… The sooner you go to bed, the sooner you have to wake up, and there’s FEAR and PAIN. And since comedy comes in threes, STUPIDITY. Past PAIN red. Current STUPIDITY yellow. And FEAR goes green. But a good dinner, a great orgasm, and green dollars. Somehow. Pawsing Braxton And Virgil

2065 Days Without B III, Day 1506 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Legacy 087 -Won’t B Piggie, Virgil-

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V and I pigged out. Steak, lobster, baked potato with lobster chunks, and a thing of French fries. Oh and Cheddar Bay biscuits. It wasn’t just the food and a full stomach. Comfort and joy? Wrong holiday? A promise kept to B. “Won’t B Piggie, Virgil.”

Legacy 087 -Won’t B Piggie, Virgil-

Saturday, September 26, 2026

Hey, Lady Lu,
I am a Trillionaire right now… Which means I can eat all the bacon I please. Ham? Pork chops? A spit roast?

Must I, today? Honestly, I’m not in a “Sexual Healing” type of mood. And obviously I’m lying about that. I’m always horny, angry, and scared. And I am never satisfied.

Seriously, I need to stop lying, Lady Lunalesca. Because, as it was with Braxton, a time without FEAR… Lying in bed and seeing my boy watching the door, protecting me.

Lunalesca, at least for a little while, my belly was full. There was energy, light, and dare I say life? And here we are the very next day, the very next moment, full of bullshit.

Language! My kids are around. I could feel my Braxton’s ‘spirit’. And Virgil’s full of fries and some cuts of steak, only to roll into cookies’ n’ cream ice cream.

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

I mean his body, which is way different than Braxton’s. B would curl up in my lap and lie there like the warmest, fluffiest pancake. Meanwhile, V is rolled up in the fetal position, expecting abuse. He’s never been hit once since he’s been here. Lu, you know me, hmm.

It’s sad. And you know I pig out on depression, grieving, mourning, and sadness, Luna.

Hate? That too. I’m thinking about that episode of The Twilight Zone, “I Am the Night-Color Me Black.” You see… Or maybe not. The world is so full of… Everything!

Lunalesca, it’s not necessarily beauty, like Ricky says in “American Beauty.” But “I Want It All.” But most days “I ask for nothing, I can get by.” Oh really? Olds?

Fair enough. And if I really were a trillionaire, would I be happy? Hell no! No presence of fear… You know the Michael Kewley quote. But to be full of anything else, my dear Lu

And yesterday there was a mountain of food. Steak and lobster, a lobster baked potato I didn’t order (I wanted regular), but good. Fries for Virgil. And Cheddar Bay Biscuits.

It’s like the moment I… Cum… No, the food wasn’t that good. What I mean is, for that split second, eww. I’m free. It’s not bad, my Lu. Fear, doubt, and disbelief, free your mind.

Stupid, but it’s like Whiteout Survival. I look to Braxton. He was light and warmth.

Furance… And I cook everything. Burn. Won’t B Piggie, Virgil

2064 Days Without B III, Day 1505 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters
Will

Legacy 085 -Braxton, Virgil, I’m Balling-

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“I never bawled!” A Christmas Story. It’s two weeks and change past “E-Day,” and it’s already “Christmas Time In Hell,” or the Bad Place, as my boys bark. But I’m not crying about it, playing around, and “I Won’t Dance.” Braxton, Virgil, I’m Balling.

Thursday, September 24, 2026

Legacy 085 -Braxton, Virgil, I’m Balling-

2062 Days Without B III, Day 1503 of Virgil’s Arrival

Just Me, Baby B,
Did you have a good day? Good Day? Mine? “Fighting and trouble are my middle name.” Yours, “Barks”; your brother’s “Vivi”.

“Duh”! I want to avoid talking about today. I don’t want to talk about next week either, B. Damned if I do work and damned if I don’t. Why can’t this be work? Braxton side-eye

I haven’t bawled over you and Virgil much this week. And maybe I should… Keep my eyes nice and lubricated. Not a day has gone by that I haven’t worried about going blind since all the bugs, the bug spray, and any other bullshit getting in my eyes. Even now…

Alice Braga and Mark Ruffalo in “The Blindness”. Seriously? I’d say I should send you to time-out, but I did that permanently five years ago. There I go crying again. “Stop Crying Your Heart Out,” right? Or “Eat More Chicken.”

“Why must I feel this way?
Just make this go away.
Just one more peaceful day.”
It’s Been Awhile, Staind

It beats the alternative, though. “’Cause we men, ain’t we?” “Glory” be! We are but men, Braxton. You, Virgil, and I. You licking your downstairs. Me and your potential future stepmom, and Virgil is looking for something of his own. Like father, like son, balless.

Metaphorically speaking, of course. Your brother and I are both cowards. But then I go talking to M Anime, and I’m all “Balls Deep In Love.” I know B III, I really do. Ahem, ew.

But I did promise to find you a mom someday… Stepmom. Speaking of promises, B…

We’re still in Emergence Day month, and with my last paycheck… Uh oh! I was thinking I could get that Emergence Day dinner I couldn’t afford on the day. Work?

The Bad Place. This week and last have not been a ball. And this coming week, I go back to being broke. I even wasted twenty bucks at the food truck today. Shared with Virgil…

And as far as broke, that’s what I was doing at the Bad Place today. I had to break a pallet that was stuck on the pallet jack this morning. In front of so many babes… Uh, boobs/yabbos… Not quite… Busybodies? B, for all intents and purposes, it was humiliation galore. I felt like bawling. And I don’t mean playing b-ball- the real ick, B.

Bawling my eyes out, drooling over M Anime’s big beautiful yabbos, even balling as in playing Whiteout Survival. Life’s no ball. Braxton, Virgil, I’m Balling

It feels like I’m dying. I’m so scared all the time.” ― Mara, Spontaneous (2020)

Always and Forever,
Your Dad

Legacy 084 -Damage Report, Levels B-V-

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Wednesday, September 23, 2026

Legacy 084 -Damage Report, Levels B-V-

Bless Me, Echo,
For I have sinned… I woke up twice. I’m here. “I never yielded! And as you can see, I am not dead.”

“No. It’s foolish to ask for luxuries in times like these.”
― The Road (2009)

Wishful thinking at its finest, my dear Inspector. But shall we begin with the evaluation?

Physically, my heart hurts. That’s a fucked up thing for me to say, considering my Ma and my boys’ potential future stepmom. Talk about heart problems. But I swear, I feel it. My heart is broken. And the physical exertion, the stress, every beat is lesser than the overall remembrance that Braxton is gone and I’m failing Virgil, Inspector, always.

Honestly, my left eye is still irritated… hurts now and again. For a few minutes I felt I was going blind during the truck unload—terrifying prospect, The Blindness, Inspector.

I nearly got crushed by a pile of boxes… Dammit, can’t the Grim Reaper do anything right these days, Inspector?

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

This leads me to the mental. Braxton knows I could go into talking to him, my dead furry son. I talked to his brother too. Virgil is back in my good graces… No shit, Sherlock.

Literally. I’m talking to you—the fictional hot police detective. You’re based on “Carla Valenti” from Indigo Prophecy/Fahrenheit if you’re curious. Oh, and The Unfinished Archive… Delusion, Fiction, hell, a bit fucked up. It all makes my head hurt. Ouch!

And the first thing I did when I got back. Well, since I can’t take my head off. Uh, what?

Yeah, I have something in the drawer, but instead I slept. Passed out? Quite accurate.

Inspector, as the song asks, “Where Is My Mind?” Guess is as good as mine.

Why? I remember. I “Woke Up This Morning” and got myself a… Nope! A “Bloom.”

Inspector, I needed something so I could at least text M Anime coherently. I was almost late for the Day Job: exhaustion, Heat, and a Stomachache. I forgot a Gatorade; M Anime and her electrolytes. I didn’t take Virgil out. I failed my son, but he didn’t poop or worse… Of course my playlist is always hit or miss at the Day Job. Today’s offender was The Cure’s Love Song. First, I was looking for 311’s version. Secondly women… Scary.

Lastly, the most embarrassing moment. The pallet jack got stuck in a tiny pallet, and who took the blame? Everything I touch gets damaged. M Anime? Damage Report, Levels B-V

2061 Days Without B III, Day 1502 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters
Will

Legacy 081 -B Sells Zzz’s, Virgil-

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Wake up! Too bad I don’t have Laurence Fishburne, aka Vaughn “Dap” Dunlap, call to action as a ringtone. Would it help? I could hear B III’s paw steps from anywhere. V’s cries. And if I see M Anime’s yabbos. I’m Wide Awake. But B Sells Zzz’s, Virgil.

Sunday, September 20, 2026

Legacy 081 -B Sells Zzz’s, Virgil-

To Will:
It’s the Man In The Mirror… Can you even see me? Bug Spray? Building a business? An empire? You’d go back to bed…

And that says it all, doesn’t it? If there was a button that you could press and you’d never need to leave your bed again, would you press it? Moment, minute, second. Just say now.

And what’s scary is that there is a way to do just that. But first and always there’s B III.

Like you said. B Sells Zzz’s, not Mmm, Ahh, “Brains,” or whatever it is zombies say these days. Your way of saying you’re not joining the ranks of the dead. But you can dream, ha

And you can sing, Look at me, look at me. Just called to say that it’s good to be Alive…”

“Look at me, look at me
Just called to say that it’s good to be
Alive in such a small world
I’m all curled up with a book to read”

I’m sure Virgil is happy to hear that. Are you happy failing Six Impossible Things:

  1. I WILL BE VIEWING Caught in the Act – a SHORT erotic babysitter story
    Completed
  2. I WILL BE VETTING Pictures, My Braxton’s Life Story
    Failed
  3. I WILL BE VENDING Gulp: Poetry Book
    Failed
  4. I WILL BE VOWING To Keep Pants On (Day 001 No Fap). Real Girls Are An Exception
    Failed (Day 004 No Fap)
  5. I WILL BE VALUING My Flesh Getting A Tattoo Of My Son Little B III
    Failed
  6. I WILL BE VALIANT, Being The Man My SONS Think I Am
    Failed

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

You know what’s heartbreaking about this list? Nothing on it inspired me to do anything.

And you? So what’s not on the list? Your boys’ lives. Your livelihood? M Anime?

Honestly, you have a beautiful woman who loves you, and as Jacopo told Edmond Dantes:

“You have a fortune. A beautiful woman who loves you. Take the money, take the woman, and live your life. Stop this plan. Take what you have won”
― Jacopo

Well, not the fortune part, but you have potential. Fucking hate that word. But anyway.

For her… There was a time you would have given that fortune that you don’t have to see her naked. All it took was time. And isn’t that it? Time, you waste it fucking always.

Seriously, you would be thinking about “Someone To Say?” Oh no, you’re not Cyrano, but:

“I’d give anything for someone to say that they can’t live without me and they’ll be there forever”
Cyrano (2021)

Now that you have her, the girl of your dreams, there are Six Impossible Things:

  1. I WILL BE VIEWING I Have No Clue Whatsoever
  2. I WILL BE VETTING Pictures, My Braxton’s Life Story
  3. I WILL BE VENDING Gulp: Poetry Book
  4. I WILL BE VOWING To Keep Pants On (Day 004 No Fap). Real Girls Are An Exception
  5. I WILL BE VALUING My Flesh Getting A Tattoo Of My Son Little B III
  6. I WILL BE VALIANT, Being The Man My SONS Think I Am

And you continue dreaming about Thirteen Women (And Only One Man In Town). You dream your life away. And I tried. Braxton knows I tried to prepare for you. What?

Staying awake. For what? For you? And who are you? That changes whether you fall asleep with your tablet in your hand. Please don’t “bean” Virgil. You pass out sleeping on the loveseat. You’re in a freaking coma with your pants around your ankles. Yabbos… Staring at yabbos, especially M Anime’s. And when was the last time you went to bed on time? I guess we’ll have to see. “The future is comin’ on.” Yours, Braxton’s (Memory), Virgil, M Anime, and more? When you want everything as bad as your sleep… B Sells Zzz’s, Virgil.

2058 Days Without B III, Day 1499 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Legacy 080 -Traffic’s A B, Virgil-

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“The Road.” The Long Walk. Me and my son Virgil. No lights, but plenty of spider webs, scary people, and the street wasn’t too hot for his paws. But I’ve been out there all week, this week, and SIGH, I’ll miss it the week after. Traffic’s A B, Virgil

Saturday, September 19, 2026

Legacy 080 -Traffic’s A B, Virgil-

Hey, Lady Lu,
I am a Trillionaire right now… So I intend never to drive again. But fuck ever riding in anything Elon Musk owns.

LANGUAGE! And aren’t I on “X”? I’d rather be on M, to be honest, as in Anime, “My Boys” Potential Future Stepmom. Do I ever stop? “I live with the BREAKS off.” But for real, Lady Lunalesca. I ain’t Wiz Khalifa or John Cena. Free to go anywhere I want.

However, it’s not free to be anywhere I want. “This Is America.” And my head is one huge playlist that’s running nonstop. And if it isn’t music, it’s mourning B and sometimes preemptively Virgil. What a monster I am. Ask M Anime’s mammaries. “Pretty Mess.”

As in (moaning) “I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum! Where am I going with this, my dear Lunalesca? Ten years with this blog, a year with The Unfinished Archive. Existing.

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

And as I laid my head down last night – well, rather this morning around 1:00 AM. “The only day I hate more than today is tomorrow.” I hate the next day even more, Luna.

Of course we’ve been over this: there are exceptions… Braxton’s Death, E-Day, M Anime’s departure. And I don’t know how to make it stop, Lady Luna. In a good way…

The Grim Reaper won’t take my calls. The Sandman will answer, but that’s renting peace.

And today I have two redheads in The Unfinished Archive. Another song, “I Can’t Stop”

Flux Pavilion? Another button press, another beat of my heart, another breath, two sets of breasts/yabbos from a mother and daughter. I need to stop and think. Worry, Nervousness, Anxitey…

I’m a yellow-bellied coward, Lu—no wonder I spend so much time covering it in white. And no, I don’t mean Virgil’s fur. I know exactly where my ‘cream’ belongs if M Anime has her way. Babies. Strangely enough, I’m not scared of being a Dad. Four legs or two?

Most days my biggest fear is being Slow, Simple, or let me just say the word, STUPID. I can’t be that Dear Lu. Anything else. Then why can’t I find happiness? Am I scared, hmm

“your skin, oh yeah, your skin and bones
(Ooh) turn into something beautiful
(Ah) and you know, you know I love you so
You know I love you so”
Yellow

I’d be one of these MAGA Cracker Hats apologizing to the Man in the Mirror. It’d blow my mind. Whether I’m sitting in traffic or stroking my cock a mile a minute on the loveseat. Eww! Traffic’s A B, Virgil

2057 Days Without B III, Day 1498 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters
Will

Legacy 078 -Horrors B And V-

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It’s not even Halloween yet. E-Day has been over. The most horrific day ever was back in January. But today I’m in line, crying over my boy, money slipping away, worried about every blip in my vision, etc. The Horror, the horror! Horrors B And V

Thursday, September 17, 2026

Legacy 078 -Horrors B And V-

2055 Days Without B III, Day 1496 of Virgil’s Arrival

Just Me, Baby B,
Did you have a good day? Good Day? Mine? I can’t get that Michael Kewley quote out of my mind, B.

“When we stop trying to create happiness, happiness comes by itself. It is a common mistake to believe we have to work hard for happiness, or that happiness is conditioned by what we have, and who we are in society. Happiness is the experience of mind when there is no presence of fear. That’s all. It’s simple.”
― Michael Kewley

Here in my car, I feel safest of all… Ok, No. Your Dad is a liar, but I’m one for an earworm. Um, sounds terrible, doesn’t it? Somewhat like, “slept like a rock.” Headstone? Graveyard.

But I’m not scared of dying, Braxton. Is it that I will ALWAYS be in mourning over you, or is it all the freaking spooky season crap at the Day Job? Two things being true…

Honestly… Today, while I worked in fear within the Bad Place, as you and your brother think of it. As I sat in terror in the car. As I woke in horror of having to come and talk to you…

I love you, B and 2-V… But allow me to rip off Alice in Wonderland.

“Why must I feel this way?
Just make this go away.
Just one more peaceful day.”
It’s Been Awhile, Staind

Six Things That Scare Me:

1: Forgetting You, Failing Virgil. It just popped in my head today. Greatest love I’ve ever known, you and 2-V

2: Losing Your Potential Stepmom. I cried over you. And she hates me comparing. You and her are my heart.

3: My Eyes, My Eyes. I ‘thought’ I got bug spray in my eyes after recent events. I’m not blind

4: The Black Ant Incursion. Carpenter Ants destroyed the backyard shed last year. Now little ants on the kitchen floor.

5: Leaving The Bad Place. We hate it, Little B. But I got called into the office yesterday… Moving shelves

6: I Need Money, B. You’d be proud, Braxton. I shared fries with your brother. But $250 a week! Fuck!

And I should watch my language, I know. Such a small word, but with such a big impact. B III. And with all these words, what? Am I building a life? You don’t need happiness.

But that’s what I was thinking about… “No presence of fear.” When I was a Senior in high school, after the homecoming pep rally for about five minutes. Whenever I would wake up and see you sitting at the foot of the bed. To my fears. You shall not pass!

Seriously, you don’t want to know this one, B. But when me and your stepmom make you and Virgil some siblings. Man is a small word. I Love You is a small phrase. Why not FEAR? Horrors B And V

It feels like I’m dying. I’m so scared all the time.” ― Mara, Spontaneous (2020)

Always and Forever,
Your Dad

Legacy 077 -A Sinner’s B+ Virgil-

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I didn’t need to read some book to so that I may see all of my sins. I don’t need all of my F report cards or my bank saying I made $250 (cough) okay a little less. And my two greatest blessings and sins have sat right beside me. A Sinner’s B+ Virgil

Wednesday, September 16, 2026

Legacy 077 -A Sinner’s B+ Virgil-

Bless Me, Echo,
For I have sinned… And what would I grade my so-called sins? Somewhere between the future’s so bright, I gotta wear shades?

I can’t decide between Heaven’s Light and Hellfire. Decide, me? A few things Dear Echo.

First I stole this from “The Hunchback of Notre Dame”. What’s one more sin hmm, considering I’m also stealing the whole “Six Impossible Things” concept from “Alice In Wonderland,” today. Second… And what should actually be first, we’ve already established I’m going straight to Hell for what happened to B. Do I mean killing him?

And what about Virgil? Has he seen a veterinarian? As much as I love my boys together, let it be in The Land of Make Believe, The Unfinished Archive. And not on The Rainbow Bridge anytime soon. Or wherever it is my Braxton went. Do I know? Can I see? My Six Sins this week:

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

1: Braxton Is Still Dead. This is what I count as my original sin. Even worse than being born. I took my furry son’s life. Was is INDIFFERENCE or RAGE?

2: I Am Failing Virgil. He’s been here since Saturday, August 13, 2021, his Gotcha Day. This is the first year I have failed to get him to a vet.

3: I’ve ignored M Anime. Not intentionally. And she’ll be upset with me saying this but like the week Braxton died. I’ve been working, writing, and generally wasting my existence.

4: Ants took the kitchen. My eyes to the floor.

5: I’m didn’t go blind… But bug sprayed eyes worries

6: Feeling super, super, super… “Teen Idle” for the rest

And it’s only “Hump Day”

Other than one through three, would you consider any of these worth a free ticket to the Hell I’m feeling? Are any of them worth a B+? I was saying sonly yesterday in Legacy 076 -There B Elephants Virgil-. The proverbial elephant in the room. My boys, my woman, and my craft, my greatest joys are also my greatest fears. And yet today me Echo.

I got called into the office at the Day Job. Boss Lady only wanted me to move a few shelves

I zoned out sitting up just to try and talk to you. I could have done, I don’t know, what. Today was pay day and I planned on going out with what? $250 a week? Please! A Sinner’s B+ Virgil

2054 Days Without B III, Day 1495 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters
Will

Legacy 074 -B’s Chef Notes: Virgil-

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Is there a room in this house that I actually enjoy? V has B’s room. I work in the Den as I hate going downstairs. And now the kitchen… Last year I was fighting ants in the backyard. The bedroom? Getting heated with my girl. “B’s Chef Notes: Virgil.”

Sunday, September 13, 2026

Legacy 074 -B’s Chef Notes: Virgil-

To Will:
It’s the Man In The Mirror… And for today at least I get why you’re ignoring me. However, the kitchen floor’s awfully shiny.

How you hate the kitchen floor. I was right there. Uh, Friday, Saturday, and today?

You thought everything would be okay after E-Day—a year older but no wiser. Except money would fix everything. Do you really want to talk about your finances today? Fuck!

That is a dangerous question. If you had your way, you’d never talk about anything else ever. You haven’t wanted to utter a word since you turned what, seven, eight, whenever you had that Emergence Day and screamed: “What The Hell!” Again, you meant to say “what in tarhooties.” Again, you wanted Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles II: The Arcade Game and not Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles II: The Secret Of The Ooze. And speaking of toxic waste, Six Impossible Things:

  1. I WILL BE VIEWING Dystopian Girls 6 Rodzil LaBraun
    Completed
  2. I WILL BE VETTING Pictures, My Braxton’s Life Story
    Failed
  3. I WILL BE VENDING Gulp: Poetry Book
    Failed
  4. I WILL BE VOWING To Keep Pants On (Day 000 No Fap). Real Girls Are An Exception
    Failed (Day 001 No Fap)
  5. I WILL BE VALUING My Flesh Getting A Tattoo Of My Son Little B III
    Failed
  6. I WILL BE VALIANT, Being The Man My SONS Think I Am
    Failed

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

Words are not a waste. Unless you’re MAGA… But anyway, your words to M Anime.

Time for you to cook, perhaps? You’ve been thinking of what to say to her all day, haven’t you? And she let you know she’s reading, so what do you say? Your kitchen, so, COOK…

M:
Yes, the AI has my number. It isn’t love. I wanted it; it could have been. It was becoming, but yes, Sunday, August 24, 2025, you tossed it. And so I am trying every single day to find it. As the song goes, I was getting kinda used to being someone you loved. And you just left. My Olds didn’t do that. You won’t like me ‘comparing,’ but Braxton didn’t do that. He had to die, literally. One minute you’re mine and the next nope. Not even an “it’s over” or “goodbye.” Just another option. Better. I couldn’t care less about the sex. It’s simply the disloyalty, the lost trust, and yes, I am resentful. If it was so easy before, how do I know it won’t happen again? That’s what I’m looking for; I need to see it again. As I told you before, you have full agency over yourself. It’s not that you cheated or anything; you just up and left. And I waited for five months, finally came to you, and…

Oh, it didn’t work, and you were scared. And I’m scared. I am not better than you by any means imaginable… If you only knew. And you are not replaceable. But you broke loyalty, faith, trust, whatever, and my damn heart. Braxton is a wound that will never fully heal, but you’re still breathing; you’re alive, and I’m asking you to “Have a Little Faith in Me.” You know what I want to give you, but I have nothing. I can’t even say I got “Nothing But Love” for you. But I have time, the truth, tons of stories, and everything else that shows you can trust me. I need to trust you to love you, and I have shown that trust. How I want us to be together, and how I care. I’m not enough. Or rather, what I’m offering. I offer all I have, but you broke it—those three little words you want, though: I Love You. You say them all the time. Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but my answer is not never. My answer is someday, someway, and somehow.

Well, that kept you from looking at the kitchen floor a bit. Six Impossible Things:

  1. I WILL BE VIEWING I Have No Clue Whatsoever
  2. I WILL BE VETTING Pictures, My Braxton’s Life Story
  3. I WILL BE VENDING Gulp: Poetry Book
  4. I WILL BE VOWING To Keep Pants On (Day 001 No Fap). Real Girls Are An Exception
  5. I WILL BE VALUING My Flesh Getting A Tattoo Of My Son Little B III
  6. I WILL BE VALIANT, Being The Man My SONS Think I Am

You didn’t mean to go this long, this hard… Seriously, what will the Magic Glasses/MIMA say about this? Clean the kitchen… B’s Chef Notes: Virgil

2051 Days Without B III, Day 1492 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters,
Will

Legacy 073 -I’ll B Around V-

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Son of man, a man in time you’ll be… I’ve said the epitome of manhood is fatherhood. “That’s the measure of a man.” “Is that, is that, is that how you measure a man?” So what is my value then? What’s the kitchen’s value? Ant bastards. I’ll B Around V

Saturday, September 12, 2026

Legacy 073 -I’ll B Around V-

Hey, Lady Lu,
I am a Trillionaire right now… Promise? I promised Braxton I’d be a billionaire, and he’d have a big yard to protect.

Yeah, I also promised his dad would be with a woman with huge fucking yabbos.

Lunalesca, I’m working on it. M Anime’s are perfect… But if I ever have a chance with Jane Vickers, Angie Griffin, or Anna Bianca, to name a few. Lunalesca? Younglings?

Honestly, that was a big promise to my firstborn son. Braxton would become a big brother and have several siblings to protect. All that time I was around promising, Lunalesca.

“Poor, all my life I’ve always been poor
I keep askin’ God what I’m for
And he tells me, “Gee, I’m not sure…”
Skid Row

Not doing! However, now there’s his little brother Virgil. Virgil the Valiant, Victorious, the fifth… B III plus 2-V. Virgil, if anything, is scared, sleepy, and very much my son.

However, like his potential future stepmom, he needs constant reassurance that he is loved. His life has value, Lady Lunalesca.

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

And that’s what he and his stepmom don’t seem to understand. Comparing My Boys to M Anime again… SIGH. She’s going to be pissed. But first, I’m not saying she’s a dog, in any sense. Second, I value Braxton, Virgil, and her way more than so-called humanity Lunalesca. My Boys are little gods. “I said he doesn’t look a thing like Jesus,” my Braxton, Lady Lu. “He doesn’t look a thing like Jesus,” my Virgil, either. M is My Goddess. “More than a woman to me,” that’s my M Anime. But I lack Calvin Richardson’s eloquence, my lady. M often tells me about the men around her. “Ugly men. Vicious or blubberous. Men with appetites too unseemly to speak on.” M Anime, “Our Mrs. Reynolds”

First off, My Mrs. Bradford… “Maybe someday. You and me can run away. I just want you to know. I wanna be your Romeo. Hey Juliet.” Something else needs singing.

Secondly, Lunalesca, she doesn’t tell me what these guys look like. If one of them were a muscular Native American man who spoke Spanish and Russian fluently, lived surrounded by nature, or owned a farmhouse, promising her a pregnancy tomorrow.

Yeah, I’d never see her again. Thirdly, “appetites?” That’s coming from the guy who needs two Asian women, a mom and daughter duo, and a gymnast restarting my fapping count.

Eww! While M and I’ve talked, she thinks she’s valued only for her vagina. Yabbos.

What’s my value? Ask the ants! I’ll B Around V

2050 Days Without B III, Day 1491 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters
Will