So earlier in the week a wanker contacted me with a seemingly real proposition. We made a plan to meet up Thursday afternoon, but I was dealing with several other thursday appointments that I was trying to squeeze him in the middle of. No real shocker — wanker turned out to be a phony time … Continue reading More Fun — and Toilet Paper.
After my experience of suggardaddie dot com this month I am even more excited to get my tubes tied tomorrow. While searching for a sugary old dude I was asked to get hitched and pop out babies by over 70 percent of the people who I communicated with. Most of them were over 68 years … Continue reading Bondage for Fallopian Tubes!
I need to make 140,000 nickels in the next ten days. Yes, nickels. You might be wondering why I am calculating my financial needs in nickels. I signed up for My Free Cams and they pay out in ‘tokens’ — each token is worth a nickel. I have so many mixed opinions and bad jokes … Continue reading 140,000 Nickels
Due to my serious health situations I am rarely available for in person sessions. I am on niteflirt offering phone sessions pretty often and as of today I will be offering cam play too. Follow the niteflirt link and call me, after we speak I will let you know how to connect to my cam. … Continue reading WebCam
After I post about needing a little bit more for rent, someone sends a text, says he wants to shoot pool and have a beer. I get ready and go to the expected meeting spot. I’m on time, which is kind of amazing considering the round the way adventure I had getting there. He sends … Continue reading Asshole Tax
First I want to thank Captain Save A Ho for bailing me out at the last minute. Someone I have known quite a while sent me some money and presto change-o, rent got paid. Thanks Mister. But about 20 minutes after the electronic money was sent my way, a local called to tell me that … Continue reading Thanks Captain, Fuck You Creeper, Getting Ready to Relocate.
Most of July I spent inside, suffering from the first real migraine I have had in over a year. It was brought on by stress. I fell down. I was sick. I could not cope with the smells and sounds and lights. July was a miserable month for me. Consequently I worked three days. I … Continue reading Save My Fat Ass