Did you enjoy your long weekend?
Do you know what I realized? I don’t have to finish everything I start! Fuck that! I don’t need a Google cert in data analytics – I know enough from what I’ve learned to supplement my career.
And PMI with their friggin’ PDUs is just upsetting me now – how can three years go by so quickly! Shhhhhit! I’ve had my PMP since 2007/8, The thrill is long gone! I don’t wanna be educated anymore! I just wanna do the same old shit over and over again expecting a different result. People at work do that all the time; why am I trying to be different!
So what’s my focus?
- Staying away from people, places, information and things that make me feel icky (or at least taking long breaks)
- Getting my stupid fuckin’ PDUs and doing work shit
- Getting my money right side up
- Writing, drawing and animating
And I gotta get 50 PDUs before the end of August! Remember the last time I said this wouldn’t happen again. What’s that saying about pass behaviour being the best predictor of future behaviour? ffffffuck!
DIARY OF A SEX WORKER
Dear Diary – last night was insane.
I had a buncha college guys over for an orgy – they love older women BTW. Technically, I can’t call it an orgy; it was more like a foursome or five, or … Well officially it was a gang bang, but I’m not too fond of that term – so I’ll call it something else that it wasn’t really, (a threesome) but it’s ok cause this is my diary.
Anyhow, I’m having fun. We getting it on and on and on and so on, then you wouldn’t believe who showed up! Yep! Jesus Christ, cradling a bucket of Kentucky Fried Chicken in his right hand and eating a drumstick with the left. I was like, “What the fuck, Jesus! You can’t just show up wherever you want.”
“Yes, I can.” After he responded, all the boys grabbed their shit and ran.
“Fine! See what you caused!? Half my money ran out the door, brah!”
Leaning the bucket towards me, he says, “You want a chicken wing?”
“Don’t change the subject … But since you offering. Yes! Yes, thank you! That’s my favourite part!”
“I know.” He turns to sit on the bed.”
With my mouth full, I wave frantically and mumble. “You don’t wanna do that. Sit on the couch instead!” I finish my chicken and ask, “How come you didn’t know not to sit there?”
“I was testing you!”
“Right!”
We talked, laughed, ate fried chicken, then watched Tucker & Dale vs. Evil. I mean, it was a good night, but I’m out 2500$ and probably lost those customers! That’s bad for business. And dude didn’t even apologize for crashing my party!
Do sex workers keep diaries? This one does!
I have an idea for an art project but what I want to do is beyond my expertise/Procreate skills. Dee said I’d need Photoshop, but that’s a whole different language I’d have to learn. The next step is for me to find a stock photo of a person in a similar pose, do an overlay and paint/trace to get the colours in the right place. If that doesn’t work then Dee will help me with Photoshop.
I met up with an old friend today! We are supposed to go to J-Town next weekend! I might change my mind.
Mon Aug 07
Image by Foundry Co from Pixabay
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