Yeah, fuck me, I'm late in doing this again. Starting from Friday, November 20:
- Before getting a handie from *****a, I went to Culver's for lunch. Hung out at the patio to eat; even though it was cloudy and in the forties, I felt it was safe eating out there. I ate out there instead of in my car because I set up a rule: I will not eat fries in my car. It is way too much of a pain in the ass to balance a cup of ketchup when there are no good places to place that cup of ketchup. A table, on the other hand? Easy. And I had leftover ketchup from the day before; I didn't want to waste it, and since I knew I was going to eat fast food on my day off, it was easy to plan on getting fries. Hell, I even had two leftover packets of ketchup in my desk. I put them in my bag and used them along with the carryover ketchup. Used it all with several fries to spare, too. Had the crispy chicken sandwich. I must say that Culver's makes damn good fast food. It is a regional chain and not a national one like McDonald's or Burger King, and it's a bit more expensive than those places (without, I just realized, a value menu at all). But what they do is very, very good, and so they have successfully developed a loyal following with their good fast food priced just a tad higher than others. Oh, and besides, I used a coupon for my meal. Total price: $8.15.
- Went to *****a's new place. She is in a suburb, about three weeks after she got kicked out of her place in the city because of renovations. Has to suck not only to pay rent, but to then be told she had to leave. Man, trying to find a place, and then moving all your shit out so abruptly like that? That's why I'll most likely die where I sleep. She's beautiful, she treats me well, she doesn't have a parade of guys traipsing through her place for service, and she looks beautiful in the light of the small windows above her bed: $150.
- I think while trying to find the closest door to her apartment I came across a dime I found on the ground. It was tails-up, but I think bad luck only happens when you find a penny tails-up. An Infusion of: 10 cents.
- Back on Thursday the 19th, after work, I wanted to eat at Centro one last time before patio seating is shut down, by order of the Governor, the next day. But Centro was not open, apparently. (They beat the Guv to the punch.) But I remembered the last time I went to Centro that Uncle Franky's was close by, and I wanted to go there at some point. Well, some point was this day. You know, I never really noticed that relish has a psychedelic shade of green. Hot dog, fries and can of Coke, plus tip: $13.62.
- Back on Friday the 13th I fucked ****e. It was great, as usual, but then I soon realized I was just an appointment in her packed day planner, as I blog posted about here. I was going to see her again the following Friday, but instead I decided to take a break from her. I might be good for a few months, actually. Total: $120.
- I hope I'm right on this: I have go all the way back to Friday, October 30, where I squeezed in a haircut before seeing the doctor's. Just because I want to help out the haircutters who were essentially out of work for half the year, I tipped much more than I usually do, and more than I want to do (I have a receipt for the price of the cut): $5.
- After the doctor's (and Chipotle) I went to Lisa's to get my Doc's shined. With tip: $15.
- Hmmm ... back on Friday, October 16 I fucked ****e then, too. I have gone balls deep inside her so much now that I have begun to forget all my fuck sessions with her. It's a testament to how, uh, generous a lover she is. Paid her: $120.
- Then back to Sunday the 11th ... I saw ******a for a massage. I blog posted about her ... weird relationship with her new boyfriend and how I was worried he was being a bad influence on her. Turns out he did not say I could not come. In fact, after I got wrapped up with her -- a session in which she insisted I keep my underwear on and where he called near the tail end of our session -- I realized that he was just there with ******a, she told him to leave while I was getting a massage, and he was coming back as soon as I left. Now that's just fucked up. (I was going to see her again earlier this month, but she had to cancel because, according to her, she needed to deal with malwear on her phone. Can that happen?) But she gave me a discount because her boyfriend interrupted the session: $70.
- I found a penny somewhere, heads-up. An Infusion of: 1 cent.
- Saturday, October 10: Went to the library to help construct and print out invoices for Mother. Cost: 20 cents.
- I found a penny somewhere, heads-up. An Infusion of: 1 cent.
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