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Thursday Jun 20, 2002

Jun 20, 2002
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life as a popcicle stick:
pt 1

i grow to enjoy life on a ledge. sometimes it gets windy. should i talk to her? i should. i know the time is right. but what do i say. what do you say to someone you do not know nor have anything obvious in common with? did you get any cellphone reception? what the fuck? how does this life work?

fuck it.

ok.

so. tomorrow is the big day. i have to just do it.
just ask her.

"hey, do you wanna do something this weekend?"

just do it.

what's the worse that could happen?

"hey, i dont know if you have any plans, but do you wanna do something this weekend?"

fuck.
i dont know anything about her? i think she is cute. she is a geek. she smiles when she looks at me? i edit GAY PORN? FUCKER.

fucker.
i dont even know her.

anyway...work blew up today.
i fixed it at the very end.

i had a few drinks afterwards with this cute boy.
i think he is straight
went back to work.
caught bart home.
thought about talking to this girl, but didnt.

now i am home and going to go to sleep.

didnt get any sg work done.
shit.

GAY ESCORT SEX STORIES OF THE CELEBRITIES #02

one of the many models that work for us had delighted us with this weeks gay escort sex stories of the celebrities.

one day why said escort was working: he has this regular customer. pretty typical guy, pretty typical nice neighborhood in la. this wasn't the first time he was with this customer. they were doing their thing, and then SUDDENLY, the customer gets up and runs to the door. his wife get's home. the escort picks up his stuff and begins to put his clothes back on. a few minutes go by and the customer comes back in the room. he says "hey, my wife just got home. i know this is weird but i really really wanna see you fuck my wife. i'll pay you a thousand dollars to just sit here and watch you fuck my wife." the escort being gay said no. that he wasn't comfortable with that. the customer asked him again. but no was the answer. so the escort grabbed his stuff and headed out. on the way out he looked into the living room and saw a woman(the wife) and instantly thought..."where have i seen that lady before?"
the next day on tv the price is right came on...he instantly recognized her as vanna white.

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digdug:
Don't talk to her 660. They always say no without really saying no or they say yes without really being interested and they lead you on and on until you finally realize that they are not interested and your heart breaks and breaks and breaks and you swear that you'll learn your lesson this time but you don't and it happens again and again until you can take it no more and then you continue to take it some more until you can really take it no more and then maybe a year later you'll see her and she will feign interest because she is leaving town for good and figures that she will never see you again and even though she broke your heart you think that you have to see her so you go to dinner and have sushi or maybe thai and then go back to her place and make out until the sun comes up all the while being terribly conflicted about your feelings knowing that this is just pity nookie but it is nookie with her so it is at least some kind of accomplishment but not really cuz she is only doing this out of some bizarre sense of guilt and it all really means nothing to either one of you because you had basically moved on at that point and after a night of no sleep and no sex you walk her to the train station never seeing her again until you run into her six years later at a conference and you think god what did i ever see in her she doesn't even look pretty and she has this really unflattering haircut and she tells you that she is getting married in 3 months and would you want to go and you say sure genuinely thinking that you will fly to colorado for the wedding but when the invitation arrives in the mail you don't even return the rsvp.
No, I wouldn't ask her out if I were you.
Jun 21, 2002
manspeaker:
"it is not fate or bad luck it is cause...every choice has lead you to this moment...your conditioned responces are what keeps you from evolving and really experiencing life..allow yourself freedom to proceed with your goals without having to do battle unnecessarily...don't expect another person to give you what you don't have"...(Q)
Jun 21, 2002

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