I may have forgotten to mention that I started a porn-blog on Tumblr. So this wouldn't be that out of the ordinary in and of itself, 'cause lots of people do it, apparently, and there's tons of porn on Tumblr. But then I may have, in a slightly intoxicated state, given the link to my blog to the woman who no longer wants to have my baby. And I guess she's been getting herself off to my blog nightly ever since. And then there's whiskey-girl, who looked at it with me the other night, has since started her own porn-blog on Tumblr, and not only posts things that she knows I'll see, but has texted me in the mornings, and evenings, to tell me how much she just came to my blog. Oy.
And then there's this really weird thing that I cannot quite wrap my head around. So as I was looking around for pictures to post to my blog--which is not erotic in any way, btw, because I write captions for all the pictures I post and try to build a narrative around them, and so really when I'm looking at all this damned pornography what I'm really doing is looking for pictures that suggest a narrative, well I ran across a picture that I'm almost certain is of yet another bartender at my bar.
This in and of itself isn't all that weird. There was a girl who worked there for about a week, who I knew had appeared in several online videos. But this one is suddenly different, because this chick is cool, and got a degree in English, and is really nice, and always seems pretty happy to see me walk in the door and sit down, and goes out of her way to talk to me. But then here's this picture of her that's probably not quite what you're imagining right now, but I won't go into details, and suddenly then tonight I couldn't stop looking over at her. Even as the bartender was right in front of me, and showing me pictures of her new ID on her phone and talking about all kinds of things, and as the hockey game was on. No, instead I was glancing over and making eye contact with this third bartender.
Dear Lord, what a mess. And then suddenly both the women who are masturbating themselves to completion looking at my blog started texting me, as well as that really good friend back home whom I sleep with from time to time, and so there I am on my phone nonstop, trying to make eye contact with online-porn-picture-girl, trying to listen to what the bartender is saying, and ultimately really just trying to watch the hockey game and drink. Ugh.
Anyway, home now, not really drunk at all, and waiting now for the woman who doesn't anymore want to have my baby but still gets herself off to my porn blog to call, since I guess she can't sleep but is on the phone with someone right now. But she wants to call as soon as she's done with whatever that is.
Starting to really feel some SEs these days. But whatever. :l
[EDIT: And I may very well delete all of this in the AM considering it's just talking about porn.]
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