So I'm back in my apartment, and I've noticed that I have a lot more time on my hands. My afternoons were usually busy with cleaning up dog shit, cleaning up the apartment, doing a bit of laundry, and avoiding reality. Now that my Time Of Shame is drawing to an end, I find myself with an odd sense of ennui. I've forgotten what I used to do.
What do you with your afternoons?
Editor's Note: Please refrain from posts that contain masturbatory techniques. I've already found my rhythm with the "Overhand Porpoise of Love" and I don't want to confuse the DirkSteak™.
What do you with your afternoons?
Editor's Note: Please refrain from posts that contain masturbatory techniques. I've already found my rhythm with the "Overhand Porpoise of Love" and I don't want to confuse the DirkSteak™.