In the last few weeks I’ve been going out a lot. I pushed myself to approach as many women as possible, in order to lose my fear of it and to hone my flirting skills. I had a lot of fun and caused a lot of smiles and glimmering eyes. I feel stupid for not being more daring in my endeavors when I was younger. I would have had a richer life.
I’ve never been a big fan of fruit. I don’t have much of a sweet tooth, and if I have a craving for sugar, it’s usually a craving for the kind of processed food that has actual white sugar in it. Yesterday at night though I felt starving for fruit all of a sudden and I ate all the fruit we had at home. It wasn’t much, just one banana and two oranges. Barely enough to put me at ease. So today in the morning I drove to the supermarket and bought blueberries, a pineapple, a honeydew melon, and a couple of avocados. I inhale fruit now. I don’t know how my body will react after being exposed to all those new micronutrients, but hopefully my asshole isn’t simply going to explode.