When it rains...
I'm afraid I'll be on temporary hiatus for a while ya'll - seems my beloved piece of a computer has finally surfed it's last sight. My budget won't allow for a new anything right now, and I am not sure when it will. Somehow blogging from Kinko's is a bit weird.. yeah I know, lol - coming from me that's a stretch.
So what I really came here to say is that I hope you all have the greatest of Holidays, surrounded with the ones you love, Merry Christmas, Happy New Year, Happy Hanukkah, Happy Kwanzaa... did I miss anything?
I am so going to be crawling the walls.. and I am going to miss you more than you know.
Wish you could feel my love..
XOXOXOXO
Scott
Saturday, December 03, 2005
Blog of the day
GC Spotlight Magazine Lee Andrew brings us the news international style, the hot photography doesn't hurt either!!
Humble thanks to THIS hottie for an unexpected recogonition!
Winter falls
My love life has ground to a temporary halt as of late, winter is such a drag here in the Motor City. I must be ill or something, hot young men emailing me pictures of their asses and other choice parts, imploring me to come to them have left me cold. There was a time in the not so distant past I would have dashed off to hit that. Something in me has changed.
But more than that things are just too complicated for me right now. The focus for me has shifted to my daughter, and trying to help her navigate through some of life's rapids. So much I want to tell her, yet with all that she is going through it's just not the right time.
Danger Will Robinson
So. The big changes.. I quit the job with Satan, there are some things even the very rich can't afford, my sanity would be one of them. It was time. After plastering the Motor City with my resume, I landed a job in sales with a dealership in the prominent end of town. A bit of a skip from restoring them, but the premise is the same - getting people to spend money big money on cars. This is where the hooker in me gets to spread his uhh "wings". I almost closed my first deal on the floor while waiting to interview, and got the job on the spot. As predicted, the other kids on the floor are not there to play nice.. I can deal.
Satan isn't taking this laying down, and has been blowing up my cell with messages to call him.. for a lot of reasons I should call him back, but my current state of flux has me concerned I will make a poor decision based in greed. I'm human, and he is filthy rich. I've been trying really hard to extricate myself from the situations in my life that aren't working - he is one of them.
I am still adjusting the rest of my life, putting my personal life on hold has really been difficult, but it is the rest of the cost of this move that has me really worried. For the first time in my life I am completely broke.. which by itself is scary, and I have accepted my X's "help", which makes me incredibly uneasy. Nothing comes without strings with her, worse yet she knows I am vulnerable.
I've got the prospect of taking an online relationship to the next level, which has me excited and scared.. Who am I kidding it has me shaking in my boots. I've bared my soul to this one, and if he turned his back on me it's no doubt going to leave a mark. For the men who have stepped in and out of my life, I have managed to keep my heart out of it for the most part. This one is different.
Ever feel like you were hurtling through space at a thousand miles an hour?
GC Spotlight Magazine Lee Andrew brings us the news international style, the hot photography doesn't hurt either!!
Humble thanks to THIS hottie for an unexpected recogonition!
Winter falls
My love life has ground to a temporary halt as of late, winter is such a drag here in the Motor City. I must be ill or something, hot young men emailing me pictures of their asses and other choice parts, imploring me to come to them have left me cold. There was a time in the not so distant past I would have dashed off to hit that. Something in me has changed.
But more than that things are just too complicated for me right now. The focus for me has shifted to my daughter, and trying to help her navigate through some of life's rapids. So much I want to tell her, yet with all that she is going through it's just not the right time.
Danger Will Robinson
So. The big changes.. I quit the job with Satan, there are some things even the very rich can't afford, my sanity would be one of them. It was time. After plastering the Motor City with my resume, I landed a job in sales with a dealership in the prominent end of town. A bit of a skip from restoring them, but the premise is the same - getting people to spend money big money on cars. This is where the hooker in me gets to spread his uhh "wings". I almost closed my first deal on the floor while waiting to interview, and got the job on the spot. As predicted, the other kids on the floor are not there to play nice.. I can deal.
Satan isn't taking this laying down, and has been blowing up my cell with messages to call him.. for a lot of reasons I should call him back, but my current state of flux has me concerned I will make a poor decision based in greed. I'm human, and he is filthy rich. I've been trying really hard to extricate myself from the situations in my life that aren't working - he is one of them.
I am still adjusting the rest of my life, putting my personal life on hold has really been difficult, but it is the rest of the cost of this move that has me really worried. For the first time in my life I am completely broke.. which by itself is scary, and I have accepted my X's "help", which makes me incredibly uneasy. Nothing comes without strings with her, worse yet she knows I am vulnerable.
I've got the prospect of taking an online relationship to the next level, which has me excited and scared.. Who am I kidding it has me shaking in my boots. I've bared my soul to this one, and if he turned his back on me it's no doubt going to leave a mark. For the men who have stepped in and out of my life, I have managed to keep my heart out of it for the most part. This one is different.
Ever feel like you were hurtling through space at a thousand miles an hour?
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