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March 31, 2010
i can’t deny it any more.
although keaton does, the mirror tells no lies.
i am in man pec to man breast transition and it hurts.
hurts deep my friends.
currently i’m in that no man’s land of chest chunks.
no longer chiseled pecs, which i did proudly bare once upon a time thank you very much!
yet not quite man breasts—those gelatinous lumps or whatever description is the complete opposite of perky steel.
they are in transition and all those push-ups and bench-presses i do simply slow down the inevitable, full and complete deterioration.
they do not stop it.
they do not reverse it.
they only delay it.
so sad.
my chest chunks are well within the gravitational pull now.
not much i can do but release an occasional whimper or flip all the mirrors around or both.
alas, just another not so subtle attack on a new front in the deconstruction of bob.
[update 03/30/10: keaton has taken to discard her old bras in my underwear drawer. in most state jurisdictions i'm aware of that is tantamount to cruel and unusual punishment. and if she doesn't watch her p's and q's, she's gonna find her nicely preserved buttocks on the wrong side of a big fat lawsuit. that's what i'm talking about.]
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Согласен, ваша мысль блестяща…
it’s started.
i can’t deny it any more.
although keaton does, the mirror tells no lies.
i am in man pec to man breast transition and it hurts…..