Sunday, May 3, 2009
I want to know what love is I want you to show me
Aaaaha. What a night! Almost all my clients were personal. Lately because it's slow I focus on picking up personals. In the past the bar rush was six hours long. Now it's over before it started. My personal are all rocking. I had this women get in. She had something about her. She was older and she was very plain but she let of this ... I don't know. As she walked into the liquor store all the men were watching her move around. She was in and out of there fast. Then when she hit the 7/11 all the dudes tried to stop and talk to her. Weird. She wasn't anything out of the ordinary. One guy even came up and asked me "Whats her address?" I gave him a bunk location. Then he pulled a stolen pepperoni from his sleeve. He looked at the 7/11 and said "Man that place must loose 10,000$ a month in revenue. I never pay full price." I laughed. He stood next to the car until she came out. He tried to talk to her he even said "I know you!" She told me " go, I don't know this guy." I left laughing. On the way back to her place she told me " I work in a massage parlor." That explained it. She was a hooker. Off duty though. Fuck men can smell it a mile away. Men are pigs. The night was slow. Lots to piss me off. I'm trying something new. I'm trying to live and let live. I'm trying to be zen. I'm trying to stop stressing about money and control. What I do is stay in a good mood. When someone cuts me off and my heart starts to pound I relax. I try to let it go. Really a difficult thing for me. It helps. I've been making more money in the zen state. Thinking more rationally. I was having trouble focusing on the blog earlier. Not able to think about anything better then the crappy dispatcher or the worthless pigs. Then I walked upstairs and ate an orange. I mean I actually sat there and enjoyed the orange. The dame fruit was delicious. The texture. Fuck. Then I ate another on. Every time my mind wandered into the no-mans land of anger and misery I would loose the great sensation on eating that orange. I want to live that sensation. I want my life to be so good I want more.