'I used to do porn,' she says. 'No shit,' I'm thinking. I knew it. Her technique the night before reminded me of several porn flicks I've seen over the years. It looks good on camera, but you know it isn't accomplishing jack. I brought up something I thought she said the night before: did you…
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To My Deluded...and her $200,000 student loan debt.
I can't explain my thought process over the next few days: I went from anger to sadness to pity and back full circle to pissed. It was unreal. Her behavior, that is. Yes, I'm still talking about Deluded. Once our festivities were over for the evening, I rolled over and tried to go to sleep,…
Dear Deluded, I thought it fitting to communicate via letter since that's how we communicated best. I'm not trying to offend you, but I feel that there are some things I need to get off of my chest. Nay, deserve to get off of my chest. From a distance. From the first evening of your…
Fuck you. How's that for a welcome back to the land of the Southern Strip? Now that I've got your attention, have I got news for you! Don't worry, I will pick up where I left off in Vegas, but I really have to share some recent events. I have officially met Satan's disciple in…
Hi there. I know, I know, it's been a while. And this note is just that. A note. I have several drafts started and I will definitely continue to share my life with you - the past and the present. That brings me to the point of this entry. While I continue through life, busy…
Vegas. One can never truly appreciate the buzz of every color neon imaginable. Everything glowed: bars, clubs, casinos, hotels, buses, even the Waffle House had neon. Now, I always thought that the purpose of neon was to differentiate yourself from the others: but what about when EVERYTHING has neon trim? Is that stuff toxic in…
We got up fairly early, around noon, which is fairly early for strippers. Our plan? Go to the sheriff's station and get our permits, come back to the hotel, squeeze in some gambling and a small nap, get ready for work and arrive at The Cheetah by 2 am to get on the 3 am…
What happens in Vegas...sometimes really sucks. I had to get out of town and the opportunity presented itself last minute, so off I went with two friends. Yes, it happen just that fast. I had grown tired of Tampa and drama and I figured, what the hell? Why not? I have no kids, no relationship,…
It's been awhile. And yes, I've missed you too. Thanksgiving is just around the corner and I find myself facing yet another holiday season single, passive and not so jolly. I could be on the verge of a breakdown, but I have to force myself to remember what I should be grateful for. I have…
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