While I'm still excited about going to Raleigh and hanging out with the 'Bug', I don't know if all is going to go as planned.

My brother is taking the trip with me. We're using his vehicle to get there. Although my Acura is the more fuel efficient choice, his registered and insured gas guzzling Jeep is the legal choice. Funny how that works! All that aside, he can only dedicate 2 days for the trip. That means we'll be leaving CT early evening, arriving in Raleigh early morning. After picking up Jasmine, we'll probably be heading straight back to CT. That sucks. I'm going to have to try and convince him to let me see 'Bug' for a while. Pray for me. He's a state worker and really good at being an asshole!

Oh well, that's all for now. I'm at work, and really shouldn't be using the comPOOter for personal isht. So, I'm off. For now.

Fisk: OUT!

All is well in the world of Wilson Fisk today. Little Ms. Fisk is coming into her own, and has demanded the right to see her daddy. So, on June 8th my brother and I will be programming the Tom Tom ONE and getting directions to Raleigh North Carolina!

Nightbug I am calling you out! You said if I came through, come through. I'll PM you later so we can trade digits. I'll call you when I get close.

Truth be told, Im hella nervous. I havent seen her in just under three years. Ladies, be on alert to help me with all that female stuff I am not going to know anything about. Hetzie, Angie, Mrs. Warlock, I'm counting on you to help me not fuck this up. You have been charged with this mission, and do not have the opportunity to refuse.

Thats all for now, Im so happy I am going to have to collect extortion money from people who owe me... personally.

Fisk: Out!

Dictated via telephone by Miss Christine.
Corrected later by Wilson Fisk. No one talks like me!

Adam holla at your boy.

"Basically, you're morbidly obese."

Obese, yes. Morbidly?

"I'm the doctor here. If I say it's morbid, it's morbid. Hell, I could've just called you a fat ass."

You just did.

"So what. Face facts. Your ass is kinda fat. If you wanted to be treated like a REAL person, get some REAL fucking insurance. I hate it when you state card wielding bastards come in here demanding free help."

Don't talk to me like that. Diabetes, high-blood pressure, whatever, I'll kick your ass!

"Sure you will. And I'll write you a prescription that'll change your whole fucking life! It doesn't matter who you are outside these doors. In here, you're no one. I'm the man. Remember that!"

You fucking asshole, I should...

"You SHOULD stop eating all that bullshit you're putting in your system. You SHOULD start exercising. That's what you should do. I want you to lose 5 pounds a week for the next year. If you do that, you might live to see your children graduate. If not, tell them to start making plans to bury your fat, morbidly obese ass."

There you go again with that bullshit!

"Maintain low tones with me fatty, we're not done here yet. I want you to keep a record of all the shit you put in your mouth. If your Kentucky Fried Chicken eatin' ass isn't losing weight, I want to know why. Now get you disgusting looking ass out of my damned office. I'll see you in a month if you haven't killed yourself."

Prick. I hate going to the doctor!

Fisk: OUT!

When I started my journey down this stream I met quite an interesting fellow. He was everything I thought I wanted to be. He had hella visitors. Mad people gave him props when he entered the chatroom. On the surface he seemed to have it all. The only thing that made me believe he might be a bit off kilter was his writing. At times he would write the most graphic horror stories. Instead of being a turn off, this seemed to draw me closer to him.

Over the course of time he and I have developed a relationship that at times is tighter than relationships I have with people I see on a regular basis. Don't get me wrong, I'm not talking domestic life-partnerisms and shit. We don't go that route. But if I had to give my last whatever in order for him to live, I would.

I've said all that to say this. I do NOT feel sorry for Adam and what he's going through. To anyone who does, you're doing him a tremendous dis-service. There are ways to support people without feeling sorry for them. When you do that you unknowingly put yourself above that person. That shit is wrong! No one is any better than anyone else. I'm quite sure most of you are fucked up too! The difference is, Adam has the fucking balls to put his shit out there and ask for help. That shit takes tremendous inner strength. More than some of you will ever possess.

As I'm writing this, I'm fully aware of what I'm putting down, so take it how it is, now how you want to. If I see anyone feeling sorry for Adam, I will personally do all I can to make your time here at Blogstream be as fucked up as i can! Mail bombs, rumors, whatever. Please believe me.

Don't feel sorry for him. Feel sorry for your ass if I see you doing it! Adam continues to be an inspiration here at the stream. He's one hell of a father, a good provider, a damned good friend, and my 'brother'! If you have a problem with any of this, pucker up and kiss the ass of this publicist, and then bark at the hole mother fucker!

Fisk: OUT!

As one of the more/most eligible bachelors here at the 'stream', life can be a bit daunting. I love the attention, that's not the issue. I just find it hard to keep breaking the hearts of all the ladies here. Need a few examples? Here goes:

There's a young lady in North Carolina that loves me more than life. I find this woman to be beautiful. She's educated, witty, and she loves animals (big ass, scary animals with huge teeth). I think she fell in love with me while we were on a campaign to take over the world. I don't know which of my attributes she was attracted to (there's so many), but she fell pretty hard. One day I'm going to have to go see her.

Another woman in love with me lives in Michigan. I can't say too much about her though. She's a junior member of the stream. I would mention her name but then her girls (who are also in love with me) would know about her feelings for me and tease her or start fights.

I can't forget my New England sweetheart. On the other side of bean-town, you'll find a little place called Taunton. In this town you'll find a woman with 4 kids. None of them are mine. But these children have one of the most beautiful women on the planet as their mother. And just in case you were wondering, she's not crazy!

These are but a few of my women. I've got women in Australia, Illinois, Oklahoma, Wisconsin, the list goes on... Hell, I've even had a child with a lesbian woman here. (R.I.P. KB!) Not too shabby for a guy who hasn't left Connecticut for a few years!

I love each of my women equally. While they share me, we don't share amongst each other (that would be one hell of a post!). I know I've forgotten to mention a few ladies. Please don't get upset. I don't want the guys of the stream to get jealous. Hell, some of these women are married!

Before I leave, I want to give a shout out to a few of my other sweethearts.

Hay (hailey), Spring Moon, P.R. aka Michelle aka Rubble, Kristin, Jennifer, Gloria, MizMacey, Grace, Nursey aka Al, Lucy, Heatherscot, Candy, Dreww, 6 foot blonde, Ava Noire, Ms. Pinky Redrum, Chamillion, Rita B., Jamocha, Tina Sa And who can forget Rosie??

Believe me the list goes on. Like I said, it ain't easy being me, but I wouldn't want to be anyone else!

Oh shit, I almost forgot... Hetzie, you already know!

Fisk: OUT!