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Spending the holidays alone is emotionally taxing and makes me sad :<  It could be worse, but doesn't help when you're friends had plans and you weren't invited.

I'm getting this strong urge to visit Branson, MO. I've never been there, but I like huge tourist towns amd cheeky live shows. Plus they have Bob Evan's there. I haven't had Bob Evans since 2008. I CRAVE it. Gimmie that Bob Evans sausage. I'm feeling pretty hyper right now *zooms around*

I need like a super strong inflatable toy, any recommendations? I thought mine were broken, but what's happening is, I just squeeze all the air out of them when I orgasm (one did break from being deflated though). Need one that won't deflate. Best feeling in the world is not being able to walk after a couple strong orgasms (you fall like a newborn foal), it's like a fun recreational drug.

I made the front paws and they are adorable. All that's left is to make the rear paws and add some markings to the body suit (which is going to be the most challenging part, believe it or not). Getting closer and closer to this pup suit. Tomorrow in my free time, I'll work on drafting a pattern for the rear paws.

P.S. It is also fun to get into a shiny suit take a running leap and slide across the bed, weeee!

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I exercised too hard yesterday, and now I am a sore puppy. My new body suit came but my calf muscles/ thighs are a little too big to fit into it easily.

Worker bees can leave.

Even Drones can fly away.

The Queen is their slave.

While exercising today I was thinking about the Grey Gardens movies (c. 1975, I have yet to see the 2009 HBO film). The juxtaposition of the lavish, socialite lifestyle to the poverty-stricken recluse. The regret of not marrying a Kennedy, and letting her cousin Jackie take all the fame. Her mother, Big Eddie, had a more, "it is what it is" attitude that frustrated her daughter. Lil' Eddie Beale wound up dying alone, her body was discovered 4 or 5 days after her death. A fan she often spoke to called the police when she was not responding. Even her cremains were not disposed of in the way she wanted them to be.

It's quite the sobering story and really makes you think.

Many have asked if I want to be a puppy 24/7. As fun as this idea sounds, I would not be able to do it. At most, I can do it about a month straight. Beyond that point I'm not sure what my mental capabilities would be. There's not doubt there would be lots loneliness as your only interaction with other people is at the whim of your owner. At first it doesn't seem so bad. but after a month, the solitude would certainly settle in.

Currently, I work from home and essentially live alone. I have my pigeons and dogs to keep my company. The vast majority of my friends reside in either San Jose or San Francisco. While this does not seem like a far distance, there is significant traffic here, and not many are willing to drive any distance over 25 miles. Coupled with the high gas prices and the grim reality that my vehicle gets 10-12 MPG, I'm pretty much in solitary confinement. Sure, there's going to the grocery store, but how much interaction do you honestly do at the grocery store?

I've been in solitary for a few months now (with the exception of hanging out with a friend 2 weeks ago) and it's honestly taken it's toll on me. Sometimes I feel like I'm at the breaking point, just peering over the cliff. For anyone who lives alone, I tip my hat to you, it's rather difficult.

This wasn't meant for a plea for anything, I just find it easier to put something out there.

There's thunder and lightening outside! (Hides under the coffee table.)