The ICQ uh-oh is my text alert message. Has been for years. No one recognizes it anymore.

I use a cpap machine now. It helped tremendously but it doesn’t help my body pain.

I’m always tired. I don’t go to bed at a decent hour, my joints ache all the time, so I rarely sleep more than 90 minutes without waking up. I could go to sleep right now if my 8 year old wasn’t making a ruckus.

Getting divorced at 57. Only married 8 years, but separated for almost 3 now. I hate online dating. I worry about being creepy when I see someone I’m attracted to. I can’t bring myself to hit on anyone I work with, especially since I’m only attracted to women far younger than me (30s and early 40s). I guess I’m alone from here out, with my only physical contact coming from the occasional massage parlor.

And titties. I see more porn content than anything.

It’s about 25 years old. It’s only 1300 square feet with a perfectly flat yard. Perfect for me and my dog… and my son on those weekends where I get to have him with me.

I bought a house. It’s not my first house, it’s my fourth, but it’s my favorite by far. It’s smaller than any of them, it cost more, but it met all my criteria.