My alibi.

Helloooooo, spicies! Sorry for the break from writing, but you wouldn’t believe the reason for my absence during this past month. I’ll fill you in because you know how open I am about my life. Please save your questions for the end.

About a month ago, I met a guy while I was helping a friend with a grad school project. He was really hot and had his life together ($$). He was an asshole but super nice at the same time that I didn’t really notice the asshole side of him as much. It was really unexpected and moved very fast that I cutoff most of my social life for him. Anyway, before we even went on a real date, I called him to pick me up at a bar because I was really drunk and needed to go home. I’m not sure what happened after that but I woke up in his bed the next day. From that day on, I couldn’t stay away from him. Rather, he wouldn’t let us be apart. He picked me up from work the next day and we went back to his freakishly huge apartment. We were having dinner and getting into good conversation when he brought something up that was kind of a red flag. He was into some really kinky shit that I just wasn’t sure if I could be apart of it. You see, I’m kind of prude and I just wasn’t sure if I was ready to get out of my comfort zone, or if this was the guy I wanted to give all that up for. He made me feel really special and I was drawn to him like a magnet, so I entertained the idea. Sexually, we started off pretty vanilla but then moved to some really raunchy stuff. The problem was, he was really controlling and domineering and I just didn’t like that side of him. He was nice in public but behind closed doors he was someone else. Almost like he had a vengeance inside of him that thrived on hurting me. I was losing my friends and family and just didn’t think I was ready to settle down for this guy. How could I? I couldn’t be with someone who was constantly tracking my every move, dropping in on dinners with my mom, and causing pain for his pleasure. So, long story short, I told him I couldn’t do this anymore and that I needed my life back. That’s how it ended between us.

That didn’t really happen to me because that’s the plot to Fifty Shades of Grey, but it was fun to pretend for a minute. The real reason I took a break is because I am a lazy piece of shit and I started this blog when things were really slow at my job. I usually write all of my posts on my down-time at work, so it looks like I’m busy. Unfortunately, I have been inundated with work the past month or so, so I actually had to hustle. The last thing I want to do when I get home is look at another computer. I’ve also been spending a lot of time learning NSYNC dances, trying to go viral on TikTok, hosting gatherings at my house, and binge-watching Netflix. I don’t know what to tell you, I just have a busy life. But, I really missed this blog and want to keep the momentum up. I ran out of business cards so I need to replenish. I guess that is a good sign, but I am pretty sure they all ended up in the bathroom trashcan at various bars/coffee shops. I’ll be back shortly with a real post…

Keep it spicy.

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