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Saturday
- December 23, 2002
Sleigh Bells & Schnitzel With
Noodles
O, the weather outside is
frightful...
Wait. No it's not. It's clear and 70 degrees.
Yes, boys and girls, Christmas in Florida. We have 90 year old
women driving 15 mph in the fast lane, but we don't shovel snow.
I call it a fair trade.
So, what's new with me?
I am considering working for a new service. (In addition to, not
in place of Rio's or any of the others)
There once was a time, not so very long ago, where a girl could
pull in 10k a month (and very often more) by being a dedicated
phone slut. The definition of "dedicated" however,
often included being signed in 24/7 to six different services at
once. For the gal with the stamina and drive, I'm sure the
numbers for that devotion are still rather pretty. I'm just not
willing to cosign my life to that level of slut sacrifice. I
want to do my job and do it well, and I certainly want to enjoy
it -- but I don't want to BE my job.
It's a delicate pinhead to dance upon.
So I've decided to hone my focus (as opposed to whoring my
focus) and work for more intimate, smarter services who are more
interested in the quality of their staff, as opposed to the
quantity.
Recently, while researching for a new section of the site, I
stumbled upon this amazing woman who, among other things, runs
her own unique type of service:
Dr
Susan Block Institute For the Erotic Arts and Sciences
This service and the philosophy behind it meshes with my own and
I'm more than mulling it over. I'll decide after the first of
the year…which is far too close for my liking.
Speaking of the season, I've had this holiday CD in my CD player
for over a week now. It's to the point where it irritates me and
I simply can't listen anymore and yet I don't change it. I may
need counseling.
Something I found odd though, was that "My Favorite
Things" from The Sound of Music was on it.
I've never considered that to be a Christmas song. Funky.
Although I guess there are more than a few elements of it that
lend to the season.
But, you know, I couldn't resist the temptation, so here are a
few of my favorite things:
The
Art of Jack Henslee
The Wit of Oscar Wilde
The Music of M. Doughty
The
Patriotic Stylings of Michael Moore
The
Miami Dolphins
I'm such a baby, yeah, the Dolphins make me cry…
The
Miami Hurricanes
Snob Butterfly Panties
Motzart Candies
Obsession Perfume
Tra-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
and all that other jazz -
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