This is my first website entry. Woohoo!
My boyfriend, let’s call him “Big Dick”, has been pretty stressed lately! I can’t blame him, because, we haven’t gone to the gym in so long. I missed swimming, and he missed seeing me in a swimsuit. Anyway I’m really excited to start kicking things again. We don’t worry about SARS-CoV-2 ’cause I already caught it and got better. For a while we weren’t sure if I was finally going to die. Big Dick was pretty sad about that. Now he’s just sad because of the usual things. What’s this about World War III?
He doesn’t want me to call him “Big Dick” anymore, so what should I do? “Little Dick”? “Cyclopean Dick”? I mean it is a one-eyed monster.