Hello everyone. Its been a long time since I've written anything here other than what I'm sure will be perceived as typical quasi creepy picture comments with the best intentions. Its been a year actually. Ive had a lot to say and a lot of great stories don't get me wrong. I've just been far too busy to distract myself with all the beautiful models here, and believe me this place is VERY distracting.
So the newest of the news is that I finally got my prosthetic leg. Carbon fiber and titanium. The shit they use in the space shuttles. No rocket boosters or interstellar missions for me just yet though. I'm just learning how to walk again. Still using crutches actually. Can't wait to upgrade to a buggy bear pimp cane with a sword inside it though. I'm also close to finishing rebuilding the motorcycle I crashed. The closer I get the more panic and anxiety I feel brooding in me about riding again. Perhaps its not the notion of crashing again that grips me. I think what terrifies me most of all is the notion that I won't be physically capable of rodoing again. That would truly break me heart. I'm a fighter though. I never give up and I don't half ass it. All the doctors and prosthetists tell me I heel and adapt quicker than they've ever seen so I hope to be walking on my own again soon. That is if I don't get too distracted by this place. That's all for now.