In my last post I pointed out an analogous dynamic between myself and quite a number of young women these past seven years, starting with that virgin girl at that one business I go on and on about. At that same business where that virgin girl worked, a later incarnation of her shit looked at me with goo-goo eyes a couple of times as I went about my day there. Naturally, I then looked her up on Facebook and saw pictures of her and her two kids and her fiancé. Naturally, that ended the deal for me, but she acted so rudely towards me after that, as if she believed I made some deliberate effort to deprive her of the romantic attention she felt so entitled to having.
Have I ever really signed on for one of these deals at this business since the days of that virgin girl in 2014? Define signed on. I've certainly slowed things down to my speed quite a number of times. I've certainly done the math over, and over, and over in my head in my efforts to slow things down to my speed. As of this writing, thanks in large part to my willingness to slow things down to my speed, I've always found the ability to pick my spots to gain some wriggle room and free myself, eventually.
A sure-fire sign of falling for these deals hook, line, and sinker comes in the form of a mental breakdown period to end the deal. That never happened with that virgin girl, or that entitled young mother with the fiancé, or anyone else at this business who came after me for that kind of thing to any extent, greater or lesser. I remember that time in regards to that virgin girl as a real ordeal, but again, no breakdown. I've experienced several more ordeals in relation to young Fred MacMurray types at that business, but no breakdowns over them, and I don't anticipate any kind of breakdown period for me in the foreseeable future, either. Believe me, those breakdowns can have the characteristic of an epileptic seizure, where the afflicted can feel one coming on as that time approaches.
So, if I haven't experienced any breakdowns since the days of that virgin girl over these bad deals these women at this one business seem so intent on having me sign on for, what has happened instead? Well, when that virgin girl first reared her head, during the Summer of 2014, I found myself in the process of working on issue number 8 of Richy Vegas Comics. These days, I find I have fifty-two more pages of issue number 25 of my comic book to finish illustrating, and that will close the book on the fourteen part epic, "The Legend of Richy Vegas." That's two prequel issues, plus the twelve issues of "The Legend..." proper. Fourteen issues total, eighty pages per issue, so that's eleven hundred and twenty pages of comics. All written, illustrated, and edited by myself. Yesterday afternoon, I completed the tracking for my third solo music album, I Make Country Music Records, Sir. That's my fifth solo album over all, and my third album since the days of that virgin girl. In the days to come, I anticipate shooting more YouTube videos of a lot of those songs I've written, most of which I've written since 2014. Sorry to disappoint you Fred, but no breakdown over you. I'm not really sorry about that, either.