Thursday, January 25, 2018

So what if there was no PoohBear or such?












So Thursday night into Friday here, got off air early because PoohBear failed to call. Might be she just fell asleep or might be she's pissd about something else that is more like a fantasy or imagined crisis. Always seems that way, mostly concerning her evil Aunt, or something. Earlier in the night she was barking about something on the idea that her Evil Aunt was going to lock her up , because she would give her Aunt her Amscot card. Really? Unless PoohBear ain't telling me everything about that shitty card, there's no crime committed so what's her Aunt snarling about? 
Then PoohBear was saying something about coming out early, that her Mom & Brother needed to come out here as well. This time as the last time this was mentioned, which was when we resided in Evanston, I told her, forward me money and I'll secure a place, right behind mine. All of which makes me think that PoohBear is scared of venturing so far out from Mom and Brothers protective arm. PoohBear has never been completely untethered from her Mom, and when it comes to money , well that's another thing. Which after a consult with one of my cabinet, thought of what if there was no PoohBear? What if she believed any of that dick waving contest from those hecklers from that aviation group on Facebook? Bottom line I'm looking for a place, that I, and I alone can afford, by myself. Just in case, PoohBear gets cold feet on hitching up with me. Which really puts me in a mess, since, 90% of the reason I gave up my section 8 voucher for housing, left LexiBelle in Cold Wyoming, and blew up a car, not to mention countless threats to my life and going in debt that I don't know how I'll get out, plus gave up a perfect situation as far as living down in Hollister Idaho, just to satisfy my PoohBear. If in fact she really is My PoohBear. That like so much on that damn Facebook might be a mirage and not what it really is. Sure I could stomach living here in Wendell for a month or two, but it'd mean not going to NAB again this year and reversing the move and heading south east, maybe to Wyoming again. So will be looking for my own place down there this next month. 
Maybe I'm just not cut out to be hitched, maybe I need to just ride life's highway solo? Who knows? Thing is I have been solo most of my life, might as well live that way into the future. Might be overthinking this, but no call, that might be all.
TTYLY








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