Up until about two minutes ago, one of the links to the right of the text on this blog was for another blog called "Scott's Take". I had gotten into the habit of checking it daily, and did this yesterday to find that it was now a by-invitation-only blog. This means that I no longer can read it.
This upsets me to no end. I had gotten into his postings (and he wasn't half bad looking, either!). Now I will never know how his puppy Dori wound up (she was a sick little thing), or anything else about him. I don't think I will ever meet him (although I swear I saw him at Capital Pride), but I will now wonder.
My day was typically bad for what is going on these days. I could have eaten my weight at the kabob place tonight, but Cleo saved me from that, as we wound up having a long walk outside. It was my second walk of the day, and the result was my eating less (only having one hot dog and a pack of crackers for dinner). It is working, by the way; my face and chest are already looking thinner; now all I need is for that stupid gut to shrink.
I am now doing a load or two of laundry, and I am extremely tired for some reason. But I have to get some of this done if I am going to have shorts to wear to Josie's party tomorrow. I don't know who will be there and don't really care. I am there for some Josie time. And if anyone at all snaps at me, I am going to just slip out and leave, and we will see how long it takes for them to notice that I'm gone.
I think I'm done here. I hope that things go well tomorrow, and that Josie likes my gifts. I know that they will pale in comparison to the gifts from her mother's side, but I try my best. I also am hoping that Cleo and I will wind up at Freddie's tomorrow night after I get home.
Eric Out.
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