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I am completely drained of inspiration and humor.

I had to declare martial law, take a prisoner and instigate a curfew! No that is not inspired humor at all, unfortunately it is true. I don’t need to put him in a dog house, we’ve actually been having fun with the interrogations. I don’t know why, even though the subjects are super touchy and difficult (akin to a vice-presidential vetting process) I just love going through the process. And he’s being transparent but that’s not what is surprising me, he is not reacting the way that a guy like him should be reacting to being chastised. I’ve been gossiping about CJO with a common close friend talking about how I put him on ‘Shut The Fuck Up’ pills for a few months to treat his ‘foot in mouth’ disease. I never saw him laugh so hard as did when I told him that. Hmmm, that’s just not normal for Mr. Testosterone Man!

I am pretty much open to each person about what I do. I mean all guys I date know what I do with the others (which is mostly nothing LOL.) I don’t go into details about what I would LIKE to do or PLAN on doing (wishful thinking?!) but I really do not mind talking about it but it gets a bit old. I have to bear the criticism of my lifestyle sometimes but it’s really not that bad. I’m trying to make that a relationship rule with everybody I date or am in a relationship with. However, outside of our communication channel, CJO doesn’t get the additional fishbowl effect of social networks and how total strangers meddle if they feel like it. I am intent on and working on a life-long relationships with him, I have to address every little bit of issues and dramarama that comes up AND every shituation that could transpire in the future! He wants to do something that makes him scrutinized by default and even though he has a secret security clearance, I will still vet him like a politician. I am curious to know how long it takes for him to tell me it’s cramping his style LOL

I took a picture as my souvenir because my chocoholicness will take care of that in no time. You know I wish I could come up with a fantastic “I’m sorry I fucked up” product for men to give to their sweetie ‘cuz I’d like to get me a piece of that pie!!!

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