horse with no name

I have been spending a significant amount of time with K. He has met a couple of my friends. They like him. He's funny, which is really a big deal with me. He has a huge upper body, haven't taken out the time to check out the lower yet, even tho we were at the pool today, totaly should have. He's very smart, and he's aware of it, which I think is great. Makes for interesting converstaions. Well overall personality and looks are high up on the score board, but where he is at in his life is not. So now I have a dillema, do I keep seeing the guy because I like him, and he does gave goals, just not sure yet how much motivation he has. But he's also very respectful. Or do I quit because he doesn't fit all of my standards. Hmmmmmm.... I promised myself not to date anyone that didn't fit all criteria.

Temporary Solution: Cyber sex with V.

Taiming of the beast

So it looks like I was right. My now ex manager was full of shit. Tho he did teach me a very valuable lesson. Deal with situations like an adult, running away (especially if you owe someone money) is not the thing to do.

Tho I am still suspicious as to how the the screen in my window got opened. I guess I will have to blame it on the piglet, the silly cat that he is.

I baked an amazing Rasberry Tiramisu the other day. It was deliscious.

Drama

So I have decided to leave the Agency that I was working for (I got hired by my top choice agency instead). I was sitting around thinking about how to break the news to the boss, and I knew the proper, professional way to go about it. But Yesterday while working something came over me. A thought, followed by a rush of adrenaline, and I quickly started packing my stuff. My room window looked out onto the front of the hotel and I would sneak out looks for arriving cars, etc. I grabbed my stuff and jetted for the elevator, out the door, and into my car. I turned my cellphone off and drove the hell out of there.

I realized that I did something really stupid, and I eventually turned my phone on. Had a bunch of voicemails (have yet to listen to them) an texts. He found my address and threatened to show up at my house. Realizing my mistake I explained that I no longer wish to work with him, I apologized for going about things the wrong way, and paid him back his money. He's asking for more, says I have 24 hours to give it to him, I don't owe him shit so I'm not paying, and after thinking about it I also decided that he's full of shit and wouldn't take the risk of coming to my house and breaking my windows like he claims.

Jesus christ I get into some dumb shit sometimes. Never a boring day when you're me. Ugh. I really do pray that this whole thing works out.

JailBird

So now that my manager is going to jail he is going to have some other guy running the business. I'm not happy about this to say the least. My reaction to this is run, but the question is when, and where. Do I run now, like immediately, or do I wait for him to actually be in jail. Do I find another agency or do I got independent. I really don't think that I have the time to go independent quite yet. So I guess I will reopen my search for a proper agency.

Lesson #1

For a while I have been writing down notes on the notepads in hotels and just never got around to posting them on here. So the next few entries are just that.

Never work unless you are 100% positive your period is over. It is not pleasant for either side, it gets you bad reviews (the only bad review that I have gotten)

Lesson #2
If you say you are going to work then work. People get upset and will no longer want to see you cause you're a flake, so don't be one.

Things are so strange. Normally I have a pretty good time at work, nice older gentlemen, breaks, naps, meals. But the last time I worked I switched cities (further from me, closer to a major city) and hotels (major downgrade, Hilton was all booked up), and it also switched my clientele style somehow. I had much younger guys for the most part, and they were all a bit... unsure, reserved, and they all talked way too damn much, and it wasn't intelligent conversation either, it was all...
"How does that feel?"
"You like that?"
"Will you remember my name?"
blah blah blah blah blah... who the fuck cares? All I want is for you to enjoy yourself, have a good time, pay me, and get the fuck out. Luckily tho my rate has gone up. YaaaaaaaaaY.

Hopefully today will be a better day, and if it's not well then I'm only at the hotel till 5 so at least it will be short. Then it is on to job #2, I love working multiple jobs in one day, no really, I do. HA, what a joke. I can't wait to be done with this shit, I'm just not sure which shit to choose yet.

Having a minor problem with my manager, i.e. he is going to jail soon. .......... Yeah exactly. At least it is nothing business related, otherwise I would've been long out of his reach just like I was with the other dude. Oh jolly oh gee.

Today was a terrible day. Made even worse by the pointless drive to Atlantic City (what a waste of gas) and the fact that my future husband didn't return my phone call. :( I really do like the guy, I only called once, didn't leave a message or anything. Now I am freaking out that he thinks he's got the whole thing in a bag and doesn't need to do anything. Well fella, just cause you're tounge touched my puss and I moaned does not mean you own me. But with just a little bit of effort you could have the most amazing girl you've ever been with. I hate cocky guys for not realising how good they could have it being it with me, but I adore the shit out of them for being cocky. But just cause puss gets thrown at you all the time does not mean you will ever find puss as good as mine.



Oh the magic of text messages. I just sent him one and he responded instantly. My poor Future Hubby is getting sick :(. It's crazy, the moment I like a guy I turn into mother theresa and am willing to wait on them hand and foot. Like if the told me right now he feels like crap I would be over there ASAP with meds and chicken noodle soup (homemade).

toucha toucha toucha touch me

It's amazing how easy it is to tell when a person is starved for touch. The moment you lay your hands on them you can feel it all release. A relaxing massage, delicate kisses, and they're putty in your hands. Just holding someone can do more for them then a bj without heart.

On antoher note I think I met my future husband last night. He is so manly I just want to rip his shirt off and ravish him in one piece. He got really hungry as we were waiting for our friends outside of their apartment so he got down on his knees, lifted my skirt, pulled down my panties and started munching. Till we were interupted that is.