Finished my book outline. Holy fuck! I’ve outlined an entire book. Almost ready to write…and write….and write…
I’m loving getting to know these people (characters) and the things they’ve revealed.
Day two of the first cold I’ve had in over two years. I really wish I had a warm body to cuddle with.
Where to fit a blow job into my book.
Now I feel guilty.
I have an interview in 15 minutes. Slightly nervous, it’s been a long time since I was on the business end of one.
I need to have sex like there’s no tomorrow. Going for a run instead.
That is how I opened my farewell letter to my company after 11 years. It is a quote from Peter Pan by J.M. Barrie.
While it’s a difficult time, especially in today’s economy. We can’t continue to chase after yesterday. So, I choose to look forward with optimism.
After saying the usual dialog, I ended my letter with:
So this is not a good-bye, but a thank you and until our paths cross again.
What I really wanted to say:
"Sleep tight, ya morons" by J.D. Salinger.
But I believe in never burning bridges.
There are some big cocks on my dash right now. It’s just….WOW. There possibly might be such a thing as “too big”, right?
Life is giving me a shit ton of fucking lemons. Trying to figure out how to make lemonade.