When It Rains…

I suppose it’s time for an update.  A lot has happened in the past month.  I realized that opting out is not an option.  I started having crazy thoughts like whether or not I should wash my hair or let it go another couple of days or something.  I looked down and realized I hadn’t shaven for weeks.  Even worse, I actually considered promoting Longstroke.  It was time to get back in the saddle.

So I re-established hope with the lesser evils, Hannibal and Sky.  I figured one of them would do the job of providing enzymes without making me feel like crap for it.  It might seem callous of me to speak of them that way, but I have crossed the 40 mark and completely run out of sympathy for people who consider me worth less than harpies who abuse them.

Since Hannibal was doing the best job of not dumping his sob stories on me, he kinda won.  I say kinda because just as I’d butched myself for the idea of smiling and trying my best not to be clinical, I got a message from Prince‘s daughter about why he’s been out of communication for 9 months.  Then later, I got a call from him.  The dumping didn’t happen, just travel mishaps and being at sea.  Apparently, I still have a boyfriend.

If all goes well, he’ll be in Israel again in about a week.  It might be a little crazy to date a guy I’m only going to see a couple of times a year, but it sure beats humiliating myself every week with Israeli guys who are incapable of caring about me for whatever reason.

If it doesn’t work out, it’ll be for a normal reason, and not because he believes he’s the member of the master race or some crap.


My pronouns are whatever you're comfortable with as long as you speak to me with respect. I'm an Afruikan and Iswa refugee living in Canaan. That's African American expat in Israel in Normalian. I build websites, make art, and assist people in exercising their spirituality. I'm also the king of an ile, Baalat Teva, a group of African spirituality adherents here. Feel free to contact me if you are in need of my services or just want to chat.

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