tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42218899863000976522024-03-05T02:18:53.109-08:00The Grand Adventures of the Bacon BanditA ragtag journal of sorts detailing my wonderful adventures while I travel the world.Bacon Bandithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08227911473954305363noreply@blogger.comBlogger141125truetag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4221889986300097652.post-52612452291873192812022-09-01T19:45:00.001-07:002022-09-01T19:45:28.826-07:00Oops I'm sorry Hello everyone! I'm apologizing because I've had a year. A very troubling and chaotic year. A lot has changed since last I logged in to here. I'm not sure how to say this nicely: I'm not going to be talking about anything over the last year except for anything that was positive or provided a place of growth.Bacon Bandithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08227911473954305363noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4221889986300097652.post-52163761284840994342021-04-07T08:38:00.001-07:002021-04-07T08:38:25.014-07:00The Day I Learned to LoveI sit on a thought<div>As I decide my fate</div><div>A misread schedule</div><div>A fucked up date</div><div>Sitting here lonely</div><div>Like I have time to waste.</div><div>I'm not with the games</div><div>Or playing with the head</div><div>I made a mistake</div><div>And now wish I was dead.</div><div>Your silence pins me down</div><div>While tears come out of me.</div><div>I'm not a rapper but I'm good with words</div><div>I want to feel your touch, not make you hurt.</div><div>I want to kiss your lips and share dessert.</div><div>I want to hear your laugh, I want to hear you flirt.</div><div><br></div><div>I call upon thunder</div><div>I call upon hail</div><div>My ancestors laugh at me</div><div>As I, yet again, fail</div><div>At something so simple</div><div>I never can catch by the tail.</div><div>Something so sweet</div><div>My tooth chips a nail</div><div>Something so neat</div><div>My truth does not trail,</div><div>I curl my feet</div><div>I tuck my tail.</div><div>My responses are at the speed of snail.</div><div><br></div><div>I'm not usually forgetful</div><div>But my head's in the clouds above</div><div>Heart shaped balloons tied to my brain</div><div>I can't stop thinking of you</div><div>Or the thought of finding love</div><div>I wanted to feel your love from the very start</div><div>I won't tell you lies</div><div>Or break your mechanical heart.</div><div>Because your laugh and smile are my favorite parts</div><div>So I can't jest or joke</div><div>About the way I feel</div><div>I might brag and boast</div><div>So tell me how you feel</div><div>I'll definitely type and post</div><div>About how this is real.</div>Bacon Bandithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08227911473954305363noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4221889986300097652.post-8950098791051101942020-12-06T12:53:00.000-08:002020-12-06T12:53:08.860-08:00ISO Dom: Sounding<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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</div><div>This is a photo of me by Emit More. This is called sounding. It's the act of inserting an object (sounding rod) into the urethra for pleasure. </div><div>This is my first time being sounded. Also the last.</div><div><br></div><div><b><i>"How does that feel? </i></b></div><div><b><i><br></i></b></div><div><i style="font-weight: bold;">Its never been something I have been interested in like that.... But I don't mind asking."</i> If you aren't interested in doing it, then you aren't interested in knowing how it feels. Just like with every other kink, experiences vary with each person. But for you, I'll give you a quick assessment of how it feels.</div><div>It feels terrible.</div><div>You already have in your mind an idea that this is uninteresting, so it's already not going to be something to enjoy. No matter how much I say "it feels good" or "you should give it a go", it won't be enough to convince you otherwise. I also think you lack the critical thinking skills to understand what it is to actually enjoy or to grasp what goes into the overall experience. And having a bad attitude about something going in, will greatly affect your experience overall. So there you have it, it's terrible. You knew it. You don't understand why people would subject themselves to something so painful. You can log off the blog and discuss what you have learned.</div><div><br></div><div>Are they gone? Those who are uninterested? Because talking about kinks and what I experience from them are for the people who are interested or curious about it.</div><div>As the name suggests, in search of Dom, I wanted to discuss the complexities there are with the kink world and working in it. It is a segment I introduced a few years back when I worked on the Kink.com set and experienced bdsm for the first time.</div><div>No, I'm not actually looking for a Dom and that distinction lead many to believe that is what I truly wanted and my DMs were bombarded with "potential Doms". So if that's you, please log off. This piece is not for you.</div><div><br></div><div>So thank you. If you are still here then you are interested in my sounding experience. Especially when the experience was interesting. I had always wanted to try it. It looked fascinating and mysterious. I've asked so many questions of friends who have done it. I was scared to do it on myself. So when Emit asked me to pose for his calendar shoot, I immediately said yes. </div><div>The calendar was fetish/kink themed. I had worked with Emit numerous times and enjoyed working with him. This calendar was for the Lamda Men's Brotherhood to raise money.</div><div>I can't remember if he'd given me the choice of kink/fetish to be featured or if he'd pick it for me. Either way felt karmic. I asked if I could get my Sir to come help especially since he was good with sounding (I'd ask him about it before) and because he'd introduce me to a few other things in the kink world already.</div><div>On the day of the shoot, I met with Emit at the location. I am early for everything. Punctuality is my best professional skill. I was introduced to the owner of the house and and shown the scene. From there, I asked to use the shower and prepared myself to meet with my Sir.</div><div>(To be continued)</div>Bacon Bandithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08227911473954305363noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4221889986300097652.post-28984257118220723112020-11-28T14:24:00.001-08:002020-11-28T14:24:53.087-08:00For you? of course!I was contacted in my IG DMs today. (No, it wasn't some one demanding free nudes) No, this person has been in contact with me for a few years now.<div>The conversation started out as someone willing to pay for my time (because that's how the conversation goes when I escort) and then it turned into me offering advice for entering the porn industry. At one point, it was even offered that I would be the debut model for the upcoming studio, even with the would be director/producer offering to be in a scene with me. To which I declined and informed him that was unprofessional, undesirable and the quickest way to lose business.</div><div>I bring this DM up because today, I was asked "how's it going any updates". I almost went in stating how insensitive it was but went a different approach. Told him there's nothing new to update outside of my stories and Twitter posts.</div><div><br></div><div>So how am I in the wrong to protect myself from an ever evolving scheme to have sex with me? Clearly this person is only trying to say what I want to hear so that he can win out. To get me and my time for free? Two years I've shown patience. Other SW would have received a gift, a tip, a thank you card showing support. I've received those gifts from other clients and fans. But why do I put so much energy into the ones who don't have any intention of paying? How do I let them down so that I can devote my time to the ones who aren't fluffing my head with false promises? Because that's where I evolve and grow as a model, SW or porn actor.</div>Bacon Bandithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08227911473954305363noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4221889986300097652.post-67352849827243529882020-11-28T05:20:00.001-08:002020-11-28T05:20:00.464-08:00FeedbackOver the last few days I've received a lot of feedback and positive vibes from friends, family, and compassionate people. I'm grateful for that. Let's me know that the world isn't filled with hungry sharks that prey on the kindness of others.<div>Having a good support system is critical to maintaining a good mental health. Maybe cutting off the negative people from access to me is what I needed.</div>Bacon Bandithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08227911473954305363noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4221889986300097652.post-3293204427034248942020-11-27T11:14:00.001-08:002020-11-28T05:14:59.405-08:00Why continue?I had a mental breakdown the other day on Twitter. It was the result of someone thinking it's cute to ask for free content. I posted screenshots and everything. I've since deleted them and left Twitter for a "social media break".<div>I'm tired. Tired of giving so much of myself and not getting any return. Tired of doing the same thing as others and not getting recognition. Tired of trying to convince freeloaders to subscribe instead of asking for free shit.</div><div>Hell, I don't even know why I'm writing in this blog. It goes unread. </div><div>Am I going to be one of those artists whose work only gets discovered after death? </div><div>Oh yeah that's right, I haven't worked on my art because I'm busy making jerk off videos for free.</div>Bacon Bandithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08227911473954305363noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4221889986300097652.post-92230649844555706482020-09-19T06:21:00.001-07:002020-09-19T06:22:38.602-07:00Wake n Bake diary 14<div>Sept 20</div>Just a friendly reminder that I am alive and well. Barely holding up but well. This has been a busy semester and I have to devote my time to it.Bacon Bandithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08227911473954305363noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4221889986300097652.post-91003306955451882102020-09-01T18:09:00.001-07:002020-09-19T06:23:05.158-07:00Wake n Bake diary 13<div>Sept 1</div>September 11, 2001 the United States came together in solidarity. Everyone regardless of race, background, sexuality, etc stood together and said "fuck you for coming to our country and causing us harm". It was heart-warming and moving to see no racism, no social discourse, none of that. However, over time people went back to their old ways. To the point that, a person can't express himself by trying to see things from a different perspective.<div><br></div><div>People are so stubborn to stay in their lanes that they don't think other lanes are valid.</div><div><br></div><div>Over the last few weeks, I have been posting to my Facebook some very politically charged content. It's also from varying points of view ranging from far right to far left. The responses I have received have been caustic and volatile. Especially to the point that, I understand if a meme I post will make a person angry. But how is that different from what MSM (mainstream media) is doing?</div><div><br></div><div>A news article will piss off the BLM supporters and embolden the Blue lives matter support. Another article will do the opposite. Another will not provide any information or bias to either. Another will be so ambiguous that either side can be affected.</div><div><br></div><div>I will admit when I'm wrong. Or can't find subsequent information to add but I will not back down from expressing what I feel could happen in the country.</div>Bacon Bandithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08227911473954305363noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4221889986300097652.post-77224230044451054452020-07-20T05:47:00.000-07:002020-07-20T05:47:19.190-07:00Wake n Bake diary 12July 19<div>Good morning!</div><div>Today is a good day so far. I figure some time during the week I will finish explaining some of my experiences in the porn industry. Most of the mob mentality has died down. I don't want to make anyone out to be the villain however I do want to bring to light a few things I didn't appreciate.</div><div><br></div>Bacon Bandithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08227911473954305363noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4221889986300097652.post-44893203532789308702020-07-17T04:33:00.001-07:002020-07-17T04:33:32.508-07:00Wake n Bake diary 11July 17<div>Good morning. I realize that I am coming in and out like waves. One moment I feel like I have a lot to say and express it. Then the next I feel like I have said too much and need to quiet down. And I'm allowed to feel that. </div>Bacon Bandithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08227911473954305363noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4221889986300097652.post-29158185336029605502020-07-09T12:45:00.001-07:002020-07-09T12:45:37.653-07:00Personal updateHello everyone. I'm in a depression slump right now. Slowly getting better. I will continue with my wake n bake diary soon. There's still so much I want to discuss about my time doing porn.<div><br></div><div>Today I want to bring to light the status of my mental health. It's not widely known and, up until a few days ago, has been a need to know item. </div><div><br></div><div>Few days ago I hosted a <a href="https://twitter.com/Just_OsirisXXX/status/1280548500669902849?s=19">poll</a> on my Twitter. The framing is a bit off but lately I have been asked a few times to be in a romantic relationship. The last few times, I have been open about my mental condition; I suffer from PTSD and depression. I'm not afraid to admit that I'm not well. I'm also happily able to admit that I am doing everything I can to get better. However I am shamed because I don't want a relationship.</div><div><br></div><div>I would rather die single and happy than in a relationship making someone miserable because I don't have my mental health in order.</div>Bacon Bandithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08227911473954305363noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4221889986300097652.post-91308914238659129432020-07-05T05:14:00.000-07:002020-07-05T05:14:30.909-07:00The Fourth of July ContractAmerica's founding fathers created a legally binding document that gave the people power over their government. And we're at the point where our government has breached the contract.<div><br></div><div> They're afraid the Black lives movement will do what the county's founding fathers did to England; cut ties.</div>Bacon Bandithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08227911473954305363noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4221889986300097652.post-41269477140553022622020-07-03T08:47:00.000-07:002020-07-03T08:47:15.287-07:00Wake and Bake diary 10June 22<div>It's been a few days. I started a few days ago speaking out my thoughts and experiences regarding racism in the porn industry. Honestly, it's difficult. I'm grateful for Fabscout and legends like, Chi Chi LaRue, for hiring me and giving me the opportunity to work. I'm not calling for a witch hunt because of racist behavior or comments.</div><div><br></div><div>I was asked by <a href="http://tinyurl.com/PapiChulo1%20on1">Papi Chulo</a>, in my first interview ever, "what are your thoughts about racism in the porn industry?" I answered honestly, "I have not experienced any-". To which I was cut off. He explained that there's a lot of backlash that comes from say racism doesn't exist in the porn world.</div><div><br></div><div>I'm not naive enough to think, or say, that it doesn't exist. Yet I didn't have personal definitive proof of "racist bigot A" being racist.</div><div><br></div><div>June 23</div><div>Like I said, this is difficult to speak out about. And I will take as many diary entries necessary to explain. </div><div>I'm also to the point where I don't care if my "exposure" ends my chances of more work. I say that because that seems to be the trend or I'm interpreting it differently.</div><div><br></div><div>However, I saw again, this is not a witch hunt. My experiences aren't typical and will most likely be denied. I'm the type of person to tell someone to their face if I think their comments were inappropriate, because I have. There's been jokes and off color comments made to me and I told that person (model, agent, or director) right then. I've never been afraid to say "I can see why you would think that would be funny, but it's not funny to me" or "that sounds racist. Please don't say that again". I feel others are not speaking up on set, or at that moment. </div><div><br></div><div>June 24</div><div>...And then I remembered about my contract.</div><div><br></div><div>Please forgive my jumping around. Hindsight bias is at the forefront of my thoughts. And it brought up the biggest feeling of racial disparity.</div><div><br></div><div>June 26</div><div>And I figured it out: it's still difficult. But today I had a little help.</div><div><br></div><div>July 1</div><div>My first bareback scene was with Damon Andros. I enjoyed it. The scene had the same energy as losing my virginity. It was the first scene I setup on my own without my agent's help. Had I included him in the booking process that act wouldn't have been a breach of contract. </div><div><br></div><div>I took the risk because I needed money to pay for bills. I spent a week prior begging the agency for work. I was desperate. I felt that, as my friend, my agent would understand. But I was threatened with "should I make an example of you?"</div><div><br></div><div>My heart sank.</div>Bacon Bandithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08227911473954305363noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4221889986300097652.post-22424308657904263882020-06-16T15:56:00.000-07:002020-06-16T15:56:11.799-07:00Wake n Bake diary 9June 16 2020<div><br></div><div><a href="http://baconbandit.blogspot.com/2020/06/wake-and-bake-diary-7.html">(previously</a>)</div><div><br></div><div>So it's hard to speak out about something I haven't experienced first hand.</div><div><br></div><div>So anyone who points out any racists in the porn industry, I will back up and add my voice.</div><div><br></div><div>And as with most things, there's always a matter of perspective. To be able to provide work for Black and POC models is a good and rewarding opportunity. However there's nothing preventing the racists from using their influence to cancel scenes or recast shoots.</div><div><br></div><div>But what can I truly say? Anything remotely racist was always in the next room over or taking place while I was in the shower or neatly off set. The same people, who hired me and kept the racist comments out of earshot, are hiring racist models with no desire to call them out either or prevent them from work.</div>Bacon Bandithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08227911473954305363noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4221889986300097652.post-52636134581858581172020-06-13T07:03:00.001-07:002020-06-16T05:42:06.106-07:00Wake n Bake diary 8June 13<div>All I have today is one of my favorite stories from my time in the <a href="https://m.facebook.com/story.php?story_fbid=10151000349556391&id=511781390">military</a>. </div>Bacon Bandithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08227911473954305363noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4221889986300097652.post-3376263566574648452020-06-12T08:25:00.001-07:002020-06-12T08:25:27.084-07:00Wake and Bake diary 7June 12<div>It's 10:00 and I just finished a bowl of some really good weed and my first cup of coffee. I started back on this blog because I actually enjoy writing and this was to act as a way to stay connected to the people who follow me on social media. My return to the "Grand Adventures of the Bacon Bandit" was to serve as my social media break from being <a href="https://twitter.com/Just_OsirisXXX/status/1265665748002889729?s=19">Osiris</a>. On July 1st, I was going to make a grand return showing off the fruits of my labor.</div><div>And then George Floyd was murdered.</div><div>I was active on my SFW Twitter, so I was able to follow along, educate, donate, and petition. I'm extremely against systemic racism and enjoy watching people burn down the state and eventually calling out racists turned into a past time.</div><div>Earlier this I had a fan/supporter, send me a <a href="https://twitter.com/masculinejason/status/1270906738066116609?s=19">tweet</a> and suggested that I should investigate the performer's intent and to root out his racist nature. And I did under my SFW account. Because I felt like Osiris was asked to champion for someone's crusade and I refuse to let my platform be used for/by others. From there, I realized that I can't speak out about racism in the porn industry.</div><div>Understand that 1) I had an agent who filtered racists away from me so I was never exposed, 2) of anyone said anything remotely racist in nature I said something then and there, 3) I feel like it was hidden away from me or kept just out if sight, and 4) some people can put on a good act. I was never told "racism doesn't exist in porn". I was never fully exposed to it. </div><div>However, after firing my agent (for matters unrelated), that's when the ugly head of racism in the industry surfaced.</div><div>(Cont)</div>Bacon Bandithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08227911473954305363noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4221889986300097652.post-68004705827037390182020-06-11T08:10:00.001-07:002020-06-11T08:10:41.609-07:00Wake n Bake diary 6June 11<div>Biolyte and a blunt this morning. I'm a little hungover from drinking a few beers after my shift last night. I'm going to love my new job. Bartending has been a favorite of mine. Engaging with people and serving drinks.</div><div>I'm not going to make it known about my sexuality. That's going to be my gimmick. I love how inclusive the bar is.</div>Bacon Bandithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08227911473954305363noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4221889986300097652.post-25571591020154309722020-06-10T10:01:00.001-07:002020-06-10T10:01:09.213-07:00Wake n Bake diary 5th entryJune 10<div>Some things have been developing.</div><div>I saved up money to get my own place. I put my car on the road. I started a new job. I've been going to the gym for the last two weeks.</div><div><br></div><div>Having a chance to disconnect and take care of myself has been beneficial. </div>Bacon Bandithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08227911473954305363noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4221889986300097652.post-53672046211413651462020-06-09T06:03:00.001-07:002020-06-09T06:04:02.687-07:00Wake n Bake diary 4th entryJune 9<div>This has been a year. Halfway through! </div><div><br></div><div>I hope everyone has been able to sign petitions and donate to #blacklivesmatter We all need to seek an end to systemic racism and institutionalized poverty. The last few weeks has exposed some of the evil parts of this wonderful country.</div><div><i>Sidenote: I'm going to be extremely pissed if the MAGA premise is to ramp up racist institutions in order to destroy them.</i></div><div>I love America. I love being a Black American. I <b>DO NOT</b> love the deeply rooted systems that are in place to prevent anyone other than Whites access to equal and fair opportunities.</div>Bacon Bandithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08227911473954305363noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4221889986300097652.post-41666695878881419462020-06-05T13:46:00.000-07:002020-06-05T13:46:23.973-07:00Wake n Bake diary: 3rd entryJun 4<div><b><a href="https://twitter.com/Just_OsirisXXX/status/1268252047050182659?s=19" style="">What did You learn today?</a></b></div><div><u><i>I learned </i></u></div><div><u><i>that am still not afraid to speak</i></u></div><div><u><i>my mind and my heart. </i></u></div><div><u><i><br></i></u></div><div><u><i>I'm still the punk rock loving, queer boy who traveled the world.</i></u></div><div><u><br></u><div><div>I am a Black queer American.</div><div><br></div><div>I'm not a faggot.</div><div>I'm not a nigger.</div><div>I'm not a nigga.</div><div>I'm not a thug.</div><div>I'm not your "BBC".</div><div>I'm not DL or discreet.</div><div>I'm not your punching bag.</div><div>I'm not your scapegoat.</div><div>I'm not your suspicious activity.</div><div><br></div><div>And I'm not going to let you stop my breath.</div></div></div><div><br></div><div><a href="https://ask.fm/Osiris_Blade/answers/161607343230?utm">How can you change the world?</a></div>Bacon Bandithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08227911473954305363noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4221889986300097652.post-45171437103055961682020-06-03T05:53:00.001-07:002020-06-03T05:53:56.775-07:00Wake n Bake diary: Day 1June 2<div>I just lost a friend on Facebook, and IRL, because of my view of systemic racism. He called it a fantasy.<div>Yes, my friend is a long time friend. He's white. He's not racist in the least bit. </div><div>He doesn't believe systemic racism exists because he's unaffected by it. The system is designed to not let him be affected by it, or even see it. And I'm not the least bit angry by it. I accepted his separation.</div></div>Bacon Bandithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08227911473954305363noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4221889986300097652.post-47115239552048768322020-06-01T19:00:00.000-07:002020-06-01T19:00:14.344-07:00Wake n Bake Diary: day 0It's technically almost evening time.<div><br></div><div>I've had a fairly busy day. And I've been putting off starting this. I made a reminder to myself to start today so that I can spend a month without going to Twitter, Instagram or Facebook first thing in the morning.</div><div><br></div><div>I had the opportunity to work on myself and my art and my writing and my projects and my photography and my reading.</div><div><br></div><div>And then George Floyd was murdered.</div><div><br></div><div>I never imagined something so malicious to be caught on video. I was sad that this scene (unarmed Black men being killed while in custody) is still around. Hardest part was explaining everything to my ten year old niece.</div>Bacon Bandithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08227911473954305363noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4221889986300097652.post-15754531751845757102020-05-06T10:32:00.001-07:002020-05-06T10:32:17.426-07:00Whatcha wanna know WednesdayI decided to end it. I am working on some projects and I want to give them all of focus. Most of them involve writing here. I miss putting words down and others reading them. I think it's fascinating and wonderful.<div>I'm still answering the questions that come into my <a href="https://askfm.onelink.me/FaQr/qr?profile=Osiris_Blade&utm_source=copy_link&utm_medium=android">ask.fm</a> so feel free to ask anything. I will most likely answer it. I don't claim to know everything but I like to give advice on anything anyone asks.</div>Bacon Bandithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08227911473954305363noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4221889986300097652.post-14973902932775663022020-04-22T16:04:00.000-07:002020-04-22T16:04:37.936-07:00Whatcha wanna know Wednesday: Apr 22Hello and welcome!<div>I'm a bit busy with school work and will be posting this Thursday. The semester is drawing to a close and soon I will be complaining about chemistry homework and studying.</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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</div><br></div><div>So right out the gates my first question is</div><div><u>1. What browser do you use?</u></div><div><b>Nice try, hacker! π</b></div><div>Not sure the purpose behind this question. But I'm not going to give out too much information.</div><div><br></div><div><u>2. Do you prefer to answer questions or ask them?</u></div><div><div style="text-decoration-line: underline;"><b>Good question.</b></div><div style="text-decoration-line: underline;"><b>Well, this platform is designed for me to answer questions. And overall, I ask a lot of questions.</b></div></div><div style="">In all seriousness, I don't understand what the goal of this question is and I don't question itπ€·πΎββοΈ Once I figure out how to post from my ask.fm account, that question will make a lot of sense.</div><div style=""><br></div><div style=""><i style="text-decoration-line: underline;">Just started the Instagram story for question collecting</i> IG: <b>osiris_blade</b></div><div style="">Now back to the questions!</div><div style=""><br></div><div style=""><u>3. Do you lose sex appetite as you age?</u></div><div style=""><b>Me, personally? I'm probably just as sexually hungry as when I was younger. Maybe more. I masturbate at least once a day if that's what you are asking.</b><br></div><div style="">This is a follow-up question, original question asked about my lube preference. Unrelated follow-up questions are fun because I know that it is from the same person. Kudos to you repeat question asker!</div><div style=""><br></div><div style=""><b>IG:story</b></div><div style=""><u>If you were to do cosplay, who would you do and why?</u></div><div style=""><b>Killer Croc. I have a plan to do him as a cosplay for a while now. No thanks in part to the covid-19 shut down π</b></div><div style=""><br></div><div style=""><u>4. Do you wear a watch?</u></div><div style=""><b>I do not. They weigh me down and I lose them often.</b></div><div style="">I never really beeuch of an accessory guy. I do ascribe to most capitalism driven schemas.</div><div style=""><br></div><div style=""><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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</div><br></div><div style=""><br></div><div style="">Ok. Had to catch up with those sorry.</div><div style=""><br></div><div style=""><u>9. What is one thing you regret.</u></div><div style=""><div style="text-decoration-line: underline;">Nothing.</div><div style="text-decoration-line: underline;"><b>I live with any mistakes I've made. Regret is a negative emotion that feeds in to worry and paranoia. Also I believe in the multiverse so I have nothing to regret if myself in a different dimension has a different outcome. Hindsight bias plays a lot into regret.</b></div><div style="">I get asked this a lot. If you scroll through my blog, then you will see I have a poem called "The Day I Lost Regret". Like seriously, I am not going to waste away thinking about actions I should have done or words I should have said. Can't change the past. Learn from it, can't change it. It's happened said and done. Enjoy the missed opportunity, relish in the dodged bullet, be thankful for the now obviously noticeable red flag. If you make a decision, be happy with it and keep going forward.</div><div style=""><br></div><div style=""><u>10. Would you rather live in the mountains or on the beach?</u></div><div style=""><div style="text-decoration-line: underline;"><b>I love binary questions.</b></div><div style="text-decoration-line: underline;"><b>I love the beach as equally as a love the mountains. Here's a couple of links that describe and list places that offer both: </b></div><div style="text-decoration-line: underline;"><a href="https://www.oyster.com/articles/6-places-where-you-dont-have-to-choose-between-the-beach-and-mountains/">Beach/mountain</a></div><div style=""><a href="https://globalnews.booking.com/beach-or-mountains-7-stunning-destinations-that-deliver-the-best-of-both-worlds/">Mountain/beach</a></div><div style=""><br></div><div style=""><br></div><div style="text-decoration-line: underline;">And on that note I have to finish up with my studies and prepare for a presentation tomorrow.</div><div style="text-decoration-line: underline;"><br></div><div style="text-decoration-line: underline;">Thank you! And time in next week!!!</div><div style="text-decoration-line: underline;"><a href="https://twitter.com/Just_OsirisXXX/status/1252922608099753984?s=19">Check out my Twitter</a></div><div style="text-decoration-line: underline;"><br></div></div></div></div>Bacon Bandithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08227911473954305363noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4221889986300097652.post-73045260433526613842020-04-20T20:15:00.001-07:002020-04-20T20:15:51.300-07:004/20I've spent all day working on school work. In the middle of a paper and prepping for a quiz and exam Wednesday, and on Thursday I have a presentation via WebEx π<div><br></div><div>I'm exhausted and I didn't have enough weed to last me another day.</div><div><br></div><div>In other news, I got a <a href="https://www.instagram.com/p/B_ONfFNBd9T/?igshid=zkpp3uyfrcuk">gift</a> from a fan. It looks great!</div>Bacon Bandithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08227911473954305363noreply@blogger.com0