I started looking up potential clientele on a popular want-ads site.

It's thrilling, yet dangerous, and I think it will probably provide for some good blogs.

So far I've made money for laying on my back and I think I love it. I finally tested the waters and getting PAID to fuck is something I should have been doing a long time ago.

I cut off all ties with potential relationships so I can focus on NOT being focused. (And also so I can sell my ass and not feel guilty trying to hide it from real suitors)

Bought a vibrator, 7 inches long, with Velvet Touch. My fellow slut friend and I went together and picked them on our Girls Night Out last weekend! I like it. I haven't had a vibe in years, my last one broke when I was 15, from overuse. I must say vibration on my clit is a little overwhelming since it's been so long since I've had a toy. I think I still prefer to rub myself while just penetrating with the toy (on FULL BLAST, of course).

Wink. Smooch.

Things I did to kill time while alone at work for two hours today:

1. Watched Are You Smarter than a Fifth Grader?

2. Intensively and vigorously picked my nose

3. Made phone calls.

4. Answered the phone.

5. Myspace'd

6. Researched cruise line prices

7. Sent frantic end-of-day emails.

8. Wrote list of things to pack on cruise vacation

9. Wondered about working for a bigger telecommunications company.

Note: the list coincidentally aligned like that.