Sorry very bust for a full post, but I have a doozie that Im working on at the moment. It mostly involves my work. If you didn’t know what I did for a living; well I ..erm, work in the Adult Industry and before you ask no Im not a porn star… I don’t have the dull, coke fulled personality for that!
sf xxx
P.S if you get a chance to hear Santogold (www.myspace.com/santogold) go and check ‘em out
I would like to say that the weekend was fun. I would like to say that I won the lottery infact there are many things that I would like to say happened. Sadly this is not the case.
I will post soon with more info
sf xxx
I think I’ve hit a dry patch. I am sitting here thinking (or attempting to) of something witty and charming to post about. I can’t. I mean it’s not as if I dont have anything to write about. I could start rambling on about Money’s complete lack of willing-ness to put washing into the washing machine, wash some dishes or even tidy up the front room. I could also write about how poor I am at the moment. I have about 3p in my bank to last me until the next pay cheque, which is something I hate. I mean I work hard, I don’t drink, don’t do drugs, lead a near puratanical lifestyle and yet I still can only just about get by? This is probably the main reason why, tommorow, we will be hunting for a new flat.
I does sadden me to move out of here, I love this place it’s huge and grand and feels like home (although I have a feelking that it has more to do with the fact that Monkey is here as well) but it cost a small fortune to rent. £950 per month (two bed, very small bathroom, medium sized kitchen and a huge front room) which equates to $1857 US or $1908 Canadian. Now Im sure that you are going to tell me that if I lived in a different country I would be able to buy a house and live like a king for the rest of my life on that sort of cash, and to be honnest Im sure your right. It is getting more and more expensive to live in the UK.
Now I could go and move to South Africa (they even have gay weddings) but I have never liked the idea of walking away from a problem. I need to go away and think about this – what should I do?
Just a very quick post – I am currently waiting for the repair man to come and fix our dishwasher. I hate having to do it because they have given me a time – you know the anythime between X and Y sort of times. Im sure I can think of something better to write soon – I hope I can…
sf xxx
I am sitting here at around 1am on Boxing Day, writing this little ode to myself. I need to start growing up. I don’t mean that I need to stop laughing at fart jokes or stop watching kids TV (although, like all good cartoon conassure’s I am lamenting the decline in ‘real’ cartoons – I mean these over hyped, poorly illustrated, badly written and over merchandised piss poor excuses for cartoons could never beat the high quality and near perfect atheistic of fine 80’s cartoons such as He-Man and Jem – and there was never a single shred of plastic tatty merchandise either….)
Ahh so what do I mean then? Well I need to start clawing my way to the top of the salary ladder. I am currently on a salary that is just over 20% under what I would be paid if I was working for any other company. I know that I have myself to blame. Who wouldn’t work for a company that allows you use words such as ‘throbbing tool’ and ‘tight snatch’ in emails to your customers. I would love to say that I hate my job – I don’t – I hate the industry that I am in. I love the company, the people, the long and gruelling hours, well ok maybe not. But I do have to say that if I was offered a job in any other industry (bar a few glaringly obvious ones) I would accept at the drop of a hat!
So, 2008, it will be my year! I WILL get a new, better paid job for a company that thinks that I am worth it! I WILL start to sort out my finances. I WILL start planning for the future; which may involve me doing something massive at around April time!
Well enough moaning and grumbling from me; I wish everyone out on the internet a fantastic new year and may the world become a safer and kinder place for everyone irrespective of who or what they are.
Farting like a trouper
SF xxx
Oh bugger – I hate my gut feelings – yes once again I have been proven correct. I didn’t get the job. I went to someone with better persentation skills. She had bigger breasts. Bugger, bugger, bugger….
sf xxx
Well its done – its all over! no more cutting out cocks or looking at lady bits (eewww! thats where germs come from acording to a close personal friend). The catalogue is finnished, its about 4 weeks late; having had a bollocking from my boss that the thing is hugly late and at current costings its about £3,000 over budget. The fucker is finnished and I won’t have to deal with nude, rude bits until this time next year.
So you all you people who want more regular updates from me I will be able to please you…
Oiled up and ready for love
SF xxx
Another week has passed – where the hell does all that time go? I remember coming in to work on Monday but its now Friday and I’m sure that I haven’t been drugged (or at least not to my knowledge – maybe they are putting rhohipnol in the watter cooler here?)
Thats all for now!
SF xxx
