Street walkers, walking into darkness

So, the title for this entry is a reference to a song by Michael Jackson from his album Dangerous called “Why You Wanna Trip On Me?” It’s appropriate, because of a situation involving an escort whom I met last weekend in New York City. For almost a year now I have met many great people, both clients and colleagues, but I had yet to meet someone who completely falls into the stereotypical chaos that (until recently?)...

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Randy and Matt, or: The cycle of guilt and cowardice

Not all that long ago I was asked what I wanted in my connections with people. Well, J.C., I have an answer for you, and before I even write this (and I’m not so worried about whether or not I keep it to 500 words today) I sense it will end up in my Favorites list. This is one of those diamonds I sometimes birth after some painful struggle and terrifying introspection. First, some background information. When I lived in Los...

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OMG! Totally perfect day!!

Have you ever had a day that was just… perfect? I mean, everyone and everything about it was exactly as you would have wanted?? I totally had that type of day today, and it was SO appreciated… I know I can talk alot (I’m the Mouth of the South), but I’ve been trying to keep my entries to only 500 words. A brief recap? Got a great night’s sleep with my kitty cuddled under my arm all night Woke up in the...

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Eat your vegetables…

Okay, so practicality has won the day. I’m not buying more jewelry right now. I mean, really. It’s pretty, but I am trying to pay debt off, not buy new stuff. I’m trying to channel my inner Buddhist at this moment, but he’s been on vacation for a while, so this┬ápracticality crap is┬árather annoying (even though it should be liberating). So, instead of the lovely diamonds, I have bought AAA coverage for all my...

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Have my people call your people

OMG I mean, really? I feel like I need a personal assistant. It’s quickly gotten to where I can’t keep up with everything anymore, and I guess that’s a great problem to have; however, I can’t even find time to go to the mailbox and get the junk mail out of the way. I was called by my car insurance company who received their bill back. I’d forgotten about junk mail, and now I’m not getting my real...

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