Living on the edge

My wife left me yesterday. Again. Off to her home town to investigate some land with which to further her dream of self-sufficiency.

As we left the condo she told the condo manager I was not allowed to bring any women back to our unit; but if I wanted to bring ladyboys that was OK. I’ll try anything twice once.

It is an increasingly worrying aspect of our relationship that, each time she goes away, I seem to miss her more. I used to be extremely comfortable on my own, and looked forward to a chance for a few days with no for company other than the occasional ladyboy cats. Yesterday I found myself looking forward to her return as soon as I put her on the bus for the airport. Disconcerting.

Never mind, I was determined to make the full use of my bachelor status and wasted no time in heading off to Nanotrax for some hot radio controlled car racing action. A new track has been built and I was eager to try it out. It’s fast and fun, but there are a couple of places where the trackside barriers have yet to be installed. You could really wreck a car if you went off at these points; but you would have to be wildly off-line to do so.

I was:

Fresh from manly small car wrecking activities, I returned home and spent the evening tarting up my old Mac Pro which someone is coming to view today. Retired with the cats in tow at 2300.

Living on the edge like this is not good for me, she better come home soon.

Comments 🔗

2011-07-23 | Pete says

Livin’ On the Edge You can’t help yourself from fallin’ Livin’ On the Edge You can’t help yourself at all

2011-07-24 | Kwan says

i just want the spoiler :D

2011-07-25 | Spacefruit says

Yeah right

2011-07-25 | Spacefruit says

We all know you were up all night long with the Mac.