Midnight Post

 

They say that imitation is the best form of flattery. I copied Kaitlan Collin's pose from her twitter account. Because I was bored, ok? Christ's sake.

Aaaand here's Kaitlan

And let me tell you something. I know she's in Washington DC, and yes, she signed up for a morning show. And here I am, in Calgary. How is this possible? She stalked me on Twitter last year. She found my website years ago. And she continues to stalk me to this day. Thankfully. 👄💓

I am still looking for work. I have 2 job interviews tomorrow and possibly a 3rd after that. I'm hopeful.

My recent posts were quite depressing. I'm trying to lighten the mood up. Kitty is doing fine, he has adjusted to this noisy apartment. I know people are curious. And yes, I have young women above me who enjoy having loud sex daily. They know I'm here. It's hot and exciting. And dangerous because she knows I'm always loyal.

Loyalty that goes to certain limits. A man can only be punched in the face so many times before he decides to try another girl to chat with. They say high beauty has a cost. And oh my God, does it ever.

Beauty without limits is love. And that, my friends, is worth more than any payday or dollar amount available. 

Who knows what the future will bring? I want to work. I need to work. If I didn't have a job and had money, I would dedicate my time to writing full time and also drawing. I love to draw.

I really want to draw a massive SR-71 airplane on the wall: 12 x 12 feet. But anyway, these daydreams aside, this old man has to get back into work mode. I want my old life back, but I know that's impossible without Theresa. She's in heaven, watching over me. Thank goodness for that.

I see people driving expensive cars and flaunting money and power. For what? You are still lonely when you get home and turn the TV on. 

And no amount of money can buy happiness. 

I wish you a wonderful day!

Chris