can ya pay my bills
No, really, can you? I sure as hell don’t want to but I gotta do it. It would figure that money would start to become an issue now when it’s time to shop shop shop for everyone.
So, ok, I didn’t mention a lunch/dinner date last night with this guy Mike, who went out with Edwin, but their both being bottoms, it didn’t work out. He’s nice, very quiet, it was a good time. And when I got home there was a message from Larry, I called him back, and he didn’t call me back. Am I concerned about that? Not too terribly much, no. I’m still stumped as to how to talk to him about things. Maybe a phone call? I just don’t know.