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Good Morning, Milwaukee---Good Morning, my Peeps---this is Cork-----
My city greets the early hours with 43 degrees and some sprinkles. I have my windows open and the nipples are perky! I just opened a Sam Adams beer and had 2 Pringles potato chips and that will satiate my belly before I take my morning meds and think about breakfast. I dragged my morning paper thru the door,(Sunday edition, don't ya' know!), and that will be on my 'to do' list before the morning wanes.
I awoke alone this morning---no one called for a service call---but, that is fine. I did wake up, (about 4 hours ago, tried to turn over but I was feeling like a young man and couldn't quite turn over without discomfort. I thought about pleasuring myself with my hand but I had to get out of bed and I just pissed my stimulation away! Had a strange dream but I was still smiling when I awoke!
So-----anywhooooooo-----my sweet girl, Breath, is working again this weekend, 12 hours plus what they want and she won't be around. I did have lunch with her a few days ago---she had this long skirt on that was slit up to her mid-thigh and that made me lose my appetite. I was most anxious for the taste of some warm, melting, chocolate ice cream but I didn't get that, either! This woman is becoming more precious to me as each day passes. However, I did answer the phone today for an Alabama call, (Janie---on vacation for her birthday---), and whispered sweet nothings into her ear. She smiled but I didn't get into the rest of the story. I just felt I owed her the consideration that I didn't forget her birthday! Oh, me---oh, my.
I had a long talk with an uncle last night---my mothers younger brother---he is getting old, probably about 70 now but he is so cool! I really like him. We talked about things from home repair, (he is not competent), and political items and getting the lawn mower ready for the summer season. He is so cool. Maybe I can visit him this summer. I do feel regretful that the waning years of my relatives are affecting me now. I respect most of my family elders and some much more. I am at the point that I would like to visit them all once more yet it seems so crass when I tell them that I want this to happen before they die. Hey, I am thinking about them and that is just about the way I see it. I certainly don't participate in attending funerals---I don't want to look at someone---stiffed and stuffed----I prefer to remember them as they laughed and talked. This is me---this is Cork. I didn't attend my fathers funeral and I don't know if I will make my mothers. Hopefully, I will miss mine. Spring is here!
I shopped yesterday with a schizoprenic(sp?), friend and that was challenging. I have spoke of him before and he is trying to overcome. He looks at me as a role model,(oh, boy!), and I try to input to him---at least to raise his level of self-esteem---. Watch your back---some of my girls make me wonder!
Sorry---I had to take a break. There was a pounding at my door and I opened it to a rain drenched, duffle-bag girl, coming down from her 'crack high'. I will listen to her story.
From my desk in Milwaukee---thanks for your ears---this is Cork.