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7:31 PM 6/10/2016

I was outside playing PIG with WILL and a partially blind Phillipino dude Josh. Also there was a slim black man named Chris and Henry and Pepper were tied up outside, Henry was trying hard to get love's from me. It was fun. I was going to listen to music otherwise. Dad is missing his dad this father's day. Ahhh Waney. Love my pops. So, I will tell you about my day. I am on more drugs today than I have been in some time. Zoloft 50 mg. Adderall 8 mg. Weed 7 tokes. And, I just thought I would share that, how is it making me act. I will have to ask Rachel because I have been annoying her all day apparently. So, I woke up, smoked. And, ...walked Rosa on the trail? No,,, we, uh, hmmm. Anyway, I looked at the art building this morning and decided I WANTED TO TAKE PICTURES OF ALL THE COOL ARTS. I went to get some breakfast, hash browns with gravy and strips of ketchup with a tea-hot-cocoa brew. I walked to the library. It was 7:40, lib opened at 8. so I patted my legs. Stomped my feet. ANd I scanned the f out of my green big notebook. Then I got excited. Well, I was antsy, and I was ready to get home so I could wank my jank. Yet, just stay at the library. There's magazines on the way to the bathroom, I grabbed a Cosmopolitan and walked to a stall. I started to jerk my werk. But, nothing in the magazine was getting my attention. But then I came across a hawt chick and really got into it. But, nothing was coming SO, I tucked my swoll boner into my waistband and walked out of the stall. I lifted my shirt and fleshy red arrowhead spear was held firmly facing north against the elastic, the dickhead snug against my stomach. I readjusted it back into my shorts so it was a bulge that would be easy to miss up and bending across my hip bone. I adjusted it because I was not going to walk out of the library with my dick pressed against my stomach with only my shirt hiding the head of my dick to the world. I got home Rachel was asleep still. I got on her computer and had a nice wank. I definitely feel the Zoloft suppressing ejaculation. So, I've been wanking longer, looking at porn longer. And, I must look at more intense porn to do the trick. So I watched a facial abuse clip and looked at girls naked selfies, the two browser windows open side to side. I fucked Rachel yesterday, it was spectacular. I have more energy. I don't come in under a minute. I really pounded that puss. When I did my last thrust before I pulled out and ejaculated into the palm of my hand Rachel raised her hips to hold me in a second longer and I slid my fleshy groin pole out of my wife. I grabbed her boob too hard at one point so I grabbed her fat love handles instead and really went to pound town. I'm getting a woody just typing about it.

Aight, what else today? I played b-ball outside, just playing balls with the boys- like I've always wanted, Just wanted to belong. Today, I sent off 150 dollars of old textbooks to AMazon, shipped them from UPS. I guess I could do it from home but they are so good there. I figured out what we are eating after graduation tomorrow. I cleaned the toilet which is really good. Rachel totally cleaned off and organized the desk and I am enjoying the fruit of that labor because I'm typing on the desk right now and it's all organized and stuff. I think I should submit this blog before Rachel comes and starts reading over my shoulder. I'm just on a really good roll of typing. I'm like a typist, typing so fast. Whoa. Uh, tomorrow, I will consult with my parents and get any tips on organization, space consolidation, and movingt out. Tonight, I could finish the Pedomoter tracking on the calendar, that's fun. Ok, I'mma do that. Bye blog. 7:50 PM 6/10/2016