2.0

Well, Tinder's made another match. As he has the same name as the boy from the fall, we'll call him 2.0. He seems like a smart fella with a big interest in nerdy science things, the environment, and a few of the randy things I like very much myself. And a girthy cock. 

I'm thinking it's a good upgrade; I'm going to fuck him Tuesday. Yup, you read that right. I'm full on slutty Cas. We were waiting on meeting due to the rampant 3rd covid wave, but we've both been super safe and I kind want to break the rules like everyone else. My therapist calls it alternate rebellion. 

2.0's a little younger than me and has already proposed marriage. I'm wondering if that's a bad sign? I guess we'll see. But iPhones keep getting better and better, shouldn't Tinder boys? Stay tuned.

**Update: I wrote this. Got up. Went pee. Wiped away blood. UNIVERSE SABOTAGE! I don't get my period for months at a time, and now? Now! Lol.