My days have been interesting lately. I've been walking around my Pensacola neighborhood a couple of times in the morning, while the sun is hot, and my mind is not lost.

The last two days, at the end of my second walk, I've stopped at the local bar. I've developed a history there, so I limit myself to one drink. The bartender Brooke is pretty and runs a good show. I gave her this link today, hi Brooke!

Then I mosey on home shirtless, working on my tan. Shelby thinks I have a crush on a lady that lives across the way, but I do not. I teased the lady today about her dinner date with her neighbor yesterday, since I see everything from my garage door. She said it was alright, but didn't sound too enthused...

I have no romantic interest whatsoever in the woman, but if she want's to enter the mancave anytime and shoot the shit, fine.

I actually have no romantic or sexual interest in anyone at the moment. Sometimes I feel like my sexuality may come alive again, and I embrace the thought, but I honestly don't know anymore...