What the fuck is wrong with me?  My posts are lousy and the self-given title of CausticJ is clearly diminished.  Personally, I think I’m too comfortable and too sober.  Sobriety is a great thing, don’t get me wrong.  I almost have my balance and diction completely restored and I may even begin to look presentable again.  I know I was trying too hard and writing a lot of shit.  The worst is behind me.  Bukkake was the beginning and we’re about to witness the first anniversary of The Bukkake Files in a few weeks.  August something . . . I don’t really know or care about the date right now.  My other blog is about to celebrate the 666th post, so my time and effort will be focused that way for the time being.  Soap teases me because I wasted two years watching videos of Japanese women sneezing in slow motion and writing about the ghosts of Asia past and not really spending actual time with Asian women.  Well, yeah.  I talk a lot of shit, but I can hardly back any of it up.  I was supposed to meet silentpillow this summer and I blew that opportunity tripping out on plants and betting on fights.  I’m a fucking loser.  Look at this paragraph!  Fuck!

Enough rambling.  I have some ideas and I’ll share them with you in the next few days.

Now if you’ll excuse me . . .

I have convinced myself that I’m a king.  I wish I had someone at my side to clop coconut shells together as I stride around on my pretend horse.

Bye for now.

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