June 30 - July 5, 2025 (Monday - Sunday)
''Full Week in Review''

During a periodic visit to the ''reddit'' site  Monday (Jun. 30)  I came upon a ''chat request'' (that had been posted June 22) from a woman who claimed to be from Hawaii (Honolulu?) who expressed interest in my ''Pussy Eating'' offer, claiming that she would be transferring to Blacksburg in August to attend ''Virginia Tech'' to work on acquiring her [unspecified] Doctorate: a background check into her ''reddit history'' seemed to at least confirm the ''Hawaii Resident'' part of her story, so I sent her response acknowledging the request receipt and to mention our shared Hawaiian residential history.

I received a follow-up response from her  Wednesday (Jul. 2),  speaking on her apprehension toward leaving the 'Aina and acknowledging some of the difficulties relating to traveling about Roanoke/Blacksburg region relating to transportation limitations.

I responded back the next day  (Thu., Jul. 3)  acknowledging some of those issues, and sharing a bit of my ''Lady-Licking Friendships'' background in both O'ahu and Tampa Bay and how I was currently not yet in engagement with anyone here locally, reiterating that all I was PRIMARILY expecting from any Intimate Connection ''Relationship(s)'' was to be an On-Call Pussy Eater for ''regular/routine'' interactions with [''preferably''] one ''regular'' (i.e. ''[semi-]exclusive'') Lady for Long-Term engagement.

I opened a new ''chatext'' from her the next day  (Fri., Jul. 4)  which contained a couple of photographs of herself (something I'd mentioned to her that I was unaware was even possible in the ''chat'' feature, but promised her I'd give it a try). I was disappointed to find that she was quite visually appealing, as it greatly concerned me that I might have difficulty measuring up in her eyes, but in one of those pictures it showed her attending a ''HIFF'' (''Honolulu International Film Festival'') event, which inspired me to reveal to her my former association with the long-since shuttered Wallace ''Restaurant Row'' theaters, where I'd worked as one of my earliest jobs on the Island: seeing her attendance at one of the events, along with her knowledge of the old multiplex and changes the iconic property underwent, added further confirmation that at least what she's been saying about herself and where she's from was indeed Legitimate.

On the same day as my initial response to her ''reddit chat'' request (very early into the post-Midnight morning hours), I responded/replied to a follow-up email sent by/from ''duolingo,'' which had requested that I provide ''feedback rating'' relating to my experience with how they had handled my ''Customer Service Reporting'' action from the previous Weekend -- to which I'd responded thusly:

First of all, [I'm] not satisfied with generic "AI-generated" dismissive responses;

[*Note: the initial response I'd received to my submission gave some A.I. created or ''Bot'' recycled cookie-cutter answer ''explaining'' that they offer no ability or option to ''bow out'' of their FORCED & Un-Circumventable blatant ''Non-Straight agenda'' throat-cramming content that locks you out of progressing to the next lesson or completing the current course segment because their intention in making those kinds of uncomfortable topics literally inescapable is (supposedly) to promote and support ''INCLUSION'' (of what is essentially, at its deepest core, MUTABLE/transitionable ''behavioral'' aberration)]

Secondly, the response itself was unsatisfactory – nobody is telling you that you have to stop kissing up to GLBT agenda pushers under the guise of "inclusion"… and even if they are, the most "INCLUSIVE" thing you can actually do is to take the feelings of parents and other sensitive people into consideration by providing a settings feature wherein such persons can have the control & ability to "OPT-OUT" of such uncomfortable content… especially since the lack of "INCLUSION" of such a capability can give potential customers very little, if any, incentive to purchase a "Paid Subscription." It is already an established fact that duolingo has coded the program with the ability to circumvent other sensitive content (e.g. references to alcohol)… so it has never been a matter of being unable to do so.

I had also installed my  ''Amazon Vine''-ordered  spring rod later that same day, to replace the deteriorated piece of garbage that had been hanging in the shower since who knows how long, and it was a vast improvement, even though the rod itself was not exactly anything to hype up.

On  Sunday (Jul. 6),  I finally began recording my A.I. expose of the fraud and abuse of the "MAGA Cult,'' feeling less guilty about the delay when DJ Trumpery's ''One Big Horrible Bill'' was shat upon everyone's heads in the Country (at least those who don't qualify to be designated ''Multi-Millionaires'' & up) just a day ahead of the fake ''Independence Day'' horrorday, so the timing of the project pick-up felt a bit more ''appropriate.'' (I had actually began some work on it the previous evening-- Saturday, Jul. 5 --completing the single ''preamble'' to open every individual ''chapter'' of the project.)

While going through the process selecting a recording device, having decided on the mounted webcam for my microphone source, I discovered that the body of the webcam, which I've always kept connected to the USB port was Hot! to the touch! ... coming to find out that as long as the USB was prong was inserted, power would constantly be fed to the unit ALL THE TIME, regardless of whether it was being actively operated or not. How I never once realized this before has me stumped and wondering if it just might not have been some recently developed defect or glitch that was now just getting notice?

I eventually had to accept the fact that there was very little chance of me completing all of the projects in one sitting, let alone getting the chance to render any of them in the video editing app... so I considered that my best bet would likely have to be completing and uploading a single fully prepared A/V project each day over the course of the next week for five days straight.

Because of the time I'd been spending working my video project resources, I did not make any efforts to transmit my photos to  ''The Dr.''  (as I will proceed to refer to her until I've acquired her actual name) until a half-hour before Midnight Sunday Night.

I've also been noticing over the Weekend my right foot feeling itchy & bloated and looking rather ''puffy'' to go along with it -- not sure how much this should be a cause for concern.

July 24, 2025 (Thursday)
XX:xx, Eastern Daylight Time ~ [post-date late post - Mon., Jul..28]

Finally built up the motivation to respond to the flyer I'd received from ''Virginia Medicaid'' allowing me to switch program insurance providers -- self-selecting ''Anthem''  (''Blue Cross/Shield''),  replacing pre-selected ''Sentara''  (''Kaiser Permanente''),  favoring Cross/Shield's wider network flexibility, larger credit for eyeglasses, and slightly better ''supplemental benefits'' package.

Before completing the process, I called the switchboard number of the ''Primary Care Physician'' I'd wanted to choose-- who also happened to be my Mother's physician (the main reason I'd made the decision to go with him, as I've heard nothing but positive things about him and his practice) --to learn before selecting him if he was  ''still accepting new patients.''  While the scheduler was assisting me on that, learning during the information intake process that my personal details were still in the System from the time that I'd last resided here, she claimed that just as she was about to make the selection for me... the page on her computer had refreshed and displayed the message that this Doctor was no longer taking on new patients, and we could not verify or work around that by contacting the Doctor's office directly because it had closed for the day (my having called around a quarter-after 16:00). Even so, I still proceed to try anyway to select this Doctor myself via the online registration, and my selection  appeared  to have been accepted.

A couple of hours later, I sent a chat message to the  other  ''Doctor'' (who, until she finally decides to share her name with me, I guess I'm now going to have to start referring to as  ''Dr. V'' ~ i.e. ''Doctor Vagina''... and yes, I know how cheesy that sounds), as I'd not heard anything from her since our last exchange almost two weeks prior: I assured her that I understood that she's likely under a considerable amount of stress because of all of the moving preparations required to vacate the 'Aina, but that it would comfort me if she would still find even a tiny moment to occasionally reassure me that she was still fairing okay.

July 28, 2025 (Monday)
21:xx, Eastern Daylight Time

Our block experienced a full electrical outage around 00:45 this morning -- which seemed to possibly be connected with an earlier ''brief blip-out'' we'd experienced the previous Evening sometime after 19:00-ish, when it sounded as though there might have been a transformer blow that had taken place, when there was a gathering of heavy dark clouds to the north of us, but no apparent storms in the area. I decided to journey down to the main traffic strip-- in the direction of what sounded like work truck generators --to get an assessment of the situation: what I came across were a couple of work vehicles, one parked on either traffic flow lane, with traffic-directing light set-ups close to the Post Office, along with a couple more trucks stationing themselves inside the Post Office's parking area. Their presence as such made it appear as though they were performing some sort of scheduled maintenance which may-- or may not --have been connected in some way with the aforementioned blip. Also, the affected areas seemed to be affecting only a few blocks in each direction and relatively contained.

Because of the loss of electrical access, meaning no ability to regulate air circulation indoors, I took my futon out onto the lanai to  ''try''  to sleep outside, but the fact that the air even out there was stifling & still (not to mention the poor padding of my bed mat) made that difficult to achieve. Power was not restored until just after 3:00, right before I'd decided to shutdown my video watching activity using my 'mobile data'; about another hour or so was when some cool breezes began sweeping their way through -- I remained outside until about 6:30 thereabouts, when I decided to shower off then resume sleeping back inside.

August 4 - 7, 2025 (Monday - Thursday)
''Week in Review''

I became aware of a chat-request on my ''reddit'' account Early Morning  Tuesday (Aug. 5),  somewhere around/between 1:00-1:30ish of so, from a woman who had contacted me in response to one of my pussylicking offer posts, expressing appreciation for the profile I'd posted, but gave indication in her introduction that she was in a marital situation that made it difficult for her to break free for any extra ''outside'' activity, but still wishing me luck in my own seeking endeavors.

She claimed to have posted a ''request of pussy licks'' post of her own which she said she would subsequently remove not because of any breakaway difficulties, but because she [claimed she] felt uncomfortable with the result being her receiving responses from [quote] ''mostly college boys'' [unquote]. So I took that as an opportunity to try to keep the conversation thread engaged by asking her what made spreading her naked legs in front of a college-aged younger man feel so off-putting... explaining my early teenaged introduction to the 'Sweetest Taste on Earth' and falling in eternal love with it.

I then followed right behind that sent message acknowledging that I'd understood that she was indeed in  some  sort of an ''attached'' relationship (without making the assumption that it was a legitimate ''marital'' arrangement), and admitted to her-- and assumed she would've already likely surmised on her own anyway --that MOST of the encounters in response to my ''pussylicking'' offers that I'd engaged in had been with women who were already in some sort of ''committed'' relationship with someone else, despite my [often unexpressed] preference for connecting with someone who is free of those shackles.

She would respond later in the morning acknowledging her marital situation, and explained that her disinterest in younger men stemmed from the fact that she was mother to an adult son and that having someone around that same age going down on her would kind of creep her out.

She also spoke of having a ''Long Distance Lover'' (whom she would later reveal resided somewhere on the West Coast) whom she's able to meet with a couple of times a year.

All the same, she stated that there was indeed genuine interest in my offer. She would a short time later included a mention of how much she really appreciated my revelation that I absolutely LOVE & ADORE a ''Hairy'' Pussy -- to which I sent off a lengthy response the next morning  (Wed., Aug. 6)  just before 3:00, going over the complete history of when/how/why I fell Madly & Forever IN LOVE with ''Pussy Hair.'' I would then go on to express to her how the prospect of my possibly being able to dive face-first into a luscious patch of Vulva Fur  FINALLY ... after close to TWO FULL DECADES  of nothing but ''Wax Jobs'' and ''Plucked Chickens'' (with the brief exception of when ''Gracie'' had allowed her limited amount of growth to fill back in before we inevitably parted ways) was exciting all of the breath out of me and causing me to shake & shiver in delightful anticipation! I was hoping this reassurance and expressed enthusiasm would continue to solidify the mutual interest.

After a few more text exchanges later in the morning, we finally got around to exchanging our photos, with me removing from one of my phones a couple of images I'd semi-sorta ''intended'' to use for a new ''dating app'' profile ~ and activity which I consistently keep backing out on.

Thursday Morning (Aug. 7)  around 2:00, I raised the question of what factor(s) in her living arrangement was/were making it so difficult for her to break away for a time? I then mentioned a few scenarios I'd devised to help facilitate occasional clandestine meet-ups, even going on to mention that this was the first time I'd ever become ''actively'' involved in trying to arrange surreptitious intimate encounter dates.

Throughout much of the Week I was having to deal with an incessant migraine that first struck on Tuesday. What was different about this time however was that it came in conjunction with the once-ubiquitous intestinal issues that had seemed to be skipping past me since (or shortly before?) my departing Florida... but even this flare-up was somewhat bogus, because even though the ''irritation'' portion was there, the ''evacuation'' process that typically accompanies it wasn't -- it was sort of like a ''phantom symptom.'' This discrepancy worked to my great relief benefit however, as for the entire day the house had experienced an inexplicable drop (near-complete loss) in water pressure... and no information about any localized or city-wide similar issues could be obtained online.

When water pressure finally did return sometime around 22:00, give or take, I decided to brew a cup of coffee to give myself an infusion of caffeine which I'd hoped would help settle my migraine... but as I was washing my hands in the sink the water emitted a funky sort of smell, so I filled my kettle with water from the refrigerator's filtration system and let it cook, and left it to cool down for several hours before transferring it into my filtration pitcher.

August 8 - 10, 2025 (Friday - Sunday)
''Weekend in Review''

Friday (Aug. 8)  I made myself get down to the Post Office to retrieve my orders of a replacement headphone extension cord and my ''Hello Kitty'' cookie jar (which I still have very little to next to no idea why I'd bothered to purchase it).

As I was heading out, I uprooted my ''eggplant'' because half of the ''yellow'' fruit (something I'd been completely unaware even existed) were ruined by fruit flies and because I had no clue how to tell when/if healthy fruits are supposed to be ripe for picking.

I decided to take a break from my chat exchanges with my local ''redditer'' for the remainder of the weekend, on the assumption that she would probably not be able to manage to break free for any extra significant amount of time engage in any surreptitious conversations, but in my last text sent I'd again raised to her attention that if the two of us specifically could not meet for a fling, then I would greatly appreciate her ''speading the word'' among members of her family/friends/neighbors circle (if her admittedly controlling [even through GPS tracking] husband even allowed her to have & engage with any) that I'd be available to perform that ''Free Service'' for them, if they were the type to express interest in it.

August 11, 2025 (Monday)
23:35, Eastern Daylight Time

After what felt like a God only knows how long of an extended wait period (purchase confirmation reviews would reveal that my last transaction had taken place in April of 2022), I finally placed an order with ''Harney & Sons'' this morning for a replenishment tea haul, having held out for so long because I was waiting for them to get around to offering special pricing that would include ''loose leaf'' teas (they're always trying to push those pansy-azz ''satchets'' sets) and that weren't limited to just a few select featured varieties they wanted to highlight (probably should be read as: 'want to get rid of'), as well as perching like a vulture in-wait hoping that they would finally get back around to offering something at better-than 20% off their regular pricing (finally pulling out the stops this time with a 25% promotion)... even though ''regular'' prices did increase a couple of bucks on each item within that time span (the discount still made it worthwhile): I did have to pad the order a bit though in order to qualify for the ''Free Shipping,'' for which they had now set at a $60 purchase minimum. I actually thought I might've missed the deadline for it-- they'd only alerted me via email Friday --thinking the final day to qualify for the Special was on the 10th (yesterday), but was pleased to realize that today was the actual closing date for it.

Received a later than usual response to my most recently sent text (at just after 5:00) from my ''chat'' person, with a short message claiming that she had to take a last-minute flight out in order to fly to Florida to be with her dying mother, and that she would be there for the entire week.

August 13, 2025 (Wednesday)
XX:xx, Eastern Daylight Time (*post-hours late post - see following day's entry)

Mother insisted on wanting a check to cover the utilities this morning, stating that it was to offset the costs she would likely be expecting to pay for having a mechanic (recommended by her Brother) inspect her vehicle to uncover why it's been having difficulty starting (I had intended to wait until I'd received the next electric bill).

During this time, she showed me some ''official-looking'' post card thingy that she had received in the mail that she'd wanted me to analyze, and immediately the thing looked hella suspect, especially since there was no clearly identifying information about who was actually involved with sending it. The detailed information on the card involved some sort of language relating to mortgage warranty coverage or some such nonsense as if it had been something directly connected with County Records or something very vague (she had shredded it before I'd had an opportunity to take a snapshot of it... and before she'd remembered that she had said she'd wanted to take it to her next ''Seniors Meeting'' to give the other attendees a heads-up).

Because of it's combination attention-grabbing ''official'' appearance and lack of clear & unambiguous sender information/identification, I conducted an online investigation.

Initially I tried to get some information about it in ''reddit's''  ''scams-alert''  community, but my search there came up with nothing. I then tried to do a trackdown of the toll-free phone number that was provided, which immediately pulled up a site identifying that number as being linked to [quote]  ''part of a coordinated warranty scam targeting homeowners''  [unquote].

Wanting more confirmation (since that particular site made no mention of that number being connected with any post card mailings), I searched on the all-caps phrase,  ''REGISTRATION IS REQUIRED FOR CONTINUED PROTECTION,''  which led to a news story out of Wichita discussing this very thing, including a short video which showed a card almost exactly identical to the one sent to this house and exposed it as the scam it clearly reeked of being.

August 14, 2025 (Thursday)
20:30, Eastern Daylight Time

Fell asleep somewhere around 16:30 or so the previous day while listening to Brian Shapiro's radio-podcast, and was not roused awake until around 2:45 this morning-- except for a brief blip to remove the headphones --not even disturbed by any of my constantly disruptive bladder attacks which consistently keep waking me up several times throughout period, guaranteed. Upon finally waking, it was to an Internet disconnection situation (for how long is unknown), which I was not able to re-establish until after 3:00 with a modem reset.

Felt really down in the doldrums all day... either trying to sleep (unsuccessfully) or wanting to sleep.

August 18 - 24, 2025 (Monday - Sunday)
''Full Week in Review''

Went to the Post Office  Monday (Aug. 18)  expecting my teas delivery, only to discover when I got back to the house that the package actually contained the swinging door handles & plates I'd ordered through ''Amazon/Vine,'' which I'd mounted onto the kitchen/dining room door the following day  (Tue., Aug. 19).

There was a plan to venture out to ''Sam's Club'' and ''Aldi''  Thursday Morning (Aug. 21)  only to have that attempt disrupted by my mother's car getting stuck in non-restart mode after bringing it out of the garage. Testing to see whether it was the battery that might've been the issue (since she thought she'd had the same issue corrected), the engine would not even whirr when attempting to spark it with the power pack brick, but would only produce some sort of ''clicking'' noise from some place only a few inches behind the battery, making me think it could've been a faulty starter.

Still determined to go shopping, I'd prepared myself to head out on the motorcycle... and here also was another non-start situation. Once again, assuming that it was related to a battery issue, I resorted to the power brick again, only to trigger the engine to keep cranking but having it not catching, so I assumed the battery required recharging. However, as soon as I'd connected the removed battery to the recharging unit and a wall outlet, the battery registered as having an almost completely full charge. The only thing I could speculate after that incident was that it may have been connected to either a spark plug problem or perhaps a leaked oil situation (the latter being suspected as a possibility only because of a tiny puddle beneath the machine and nothing visible in the fill window): I had no desire to look into anything with too much determination as I was dressed in all white clothing. I did however enter a search on ''reddit,'' assuming there would be a ''community'' dedicated to my make/model of maxi, and one such result answering someone else's similarly described problem suggested that the issue might be related to something described as the ''stater.''

The incident(s) had a bit of a side-benefit though, in that it had led to my [re-]locating the ''handlebar mirror set'' I'd ordered for my bicycle, which I know for a fact I would've never found otherwise.

I called it a day after the Thursday mishap, so I did not go back down to the Post Office to check again on my Teas order until the following day  (Fri., Aug. 22).  There was no nothing in Box indicating that I had anything, which I felt should've arrived already. So instead of returning to the House, I searched my order record in hopes of locating a tracking number, which after a while I did manage to retrieve, which I presented to the clerk, who apologized saying that it was likely because a new employee was still unfamiliar with their process.

While browsing through the ''Roanoke'' subreddit  Sunday (Aug. 24),  I came across someone's entry mentioning that ''Ikenberry Orchards'' was selling their their operations, which spurred me to call their store directly to get confirmation on what I'd read, to which I was informed that they had not yet found a buyer but was definitely putting their property out for sale, but saying that the news should not elicit any immediate concerns, as they would likely not see any sort of real movement in that direction at least not until December. Informed my mother about the news.

And as suspected would happen, I'd never received any sort of feedback/follow-up from the person who claimed to be a Married Woman wanting to engage in clandestine Pussy-Munching encounters (as I'd suspected from the beginning that the story of needing to travel to Florida to be with her dying mother was likely a convenient means of disengaging from our dialog... possibly to avoid being exposed as not genuine anyway, despite spinning a very good detailed and almost convincing story); also no updates from ''Dr. V.'' either -- although I'm somewhat holding out hope that, if genuine, it could be that she's still in the process of trying to get everything arranged & established, remembering that she'd only said that she'd be moving to the area ''in August,'' but not having ever said ''WHEN'' in August.

August 29 - 31, 2025 (Friday - Sunday)
''Weekend in Review''

Didn't realize that I had totally lost track of time until I'd woken-up and gotten back online to discover that it was already  Saturday (Aug. 30) -- of which I should've been clued in when my computer system shut itself down after 1:00 in the Morning in its typical ''hijack'' fashion, instead of my having believed at the time that it was some sort of fluke in this particular instance.

Just before Midnight came to rolling around, I finally put forth the effort to snap a series of photographs to submit to the ''reddit'' community to establish myself as a  ''verified *REAL* person''  to try to help me to ('hopefully') better connect with any women who might find themselves interested in the ''Pussy Eating'' services I've been trying to offer on-site.

Later that night, I came across a follow-up/update from  ''The Mrs.''  who informed me that her Moms had died and wanted me to know that she wasn't just ''ghosting'' me; to which I'd assured her that I'd thought nothing of it and understood the communication break due to the emotional circumstances.

Semi-Sorta linked to the photography angle, I used my lack of having an AC/DC power adapter for my ''Fujifilm'' camera as an excuse to acquire one as the balancing-out ''free-shipping'' qualifying purchase as companion to the music CD my mother wanted me to purchase for her, the price of which she said she'd allow me to deduct from my utility bill payments.

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