So my laptop dumped its charger today...that was interesting..i have a year warranty with it
so it was replaced...and as i was sitting there i realized how homeless i look....in my cut up
Jagermeister T and Secondhand gym shorts....and the smell of my feet that i blamed on 
Smellevision of which seems to charm the hundreds of tourists on the Vegas Blvd...

I decided on a Hollister Polo...and some blue jeans to wear in public and just wear my rags at the gym..

And i found a gym top to wear at the outlets at Nike...then i felt kidnappable by a generous hook up
and thought about anal sex...and how if i were to meet someone would he eat my ass for hours
or would we do it high?  

Maybe we fuck for like 20 minutes and then id cook something...because I'm starting to wake up 
about condoms...if u wouldn't stick ur finger up someones ass why would u put ur pole up there?
without some kind of shield.... i suck it but my hook ups are always to high to spill their seed in my
mouth...one time i was sleeping in san francisco with this asian guy and he invited some guy over in the middle 
of the night and he climbed into this mattress on the floor between us and i actually sucked him to
shooting of which he was probably straight because most guys i meet are on something anyway...
it tasted like some kind of lead piping drainage...anyway i gargled with Sake and went back to sleep...

not that an object of course...i just don't want shit on my dick anymore.
I would have a generous relationship with someone personally. Id oppose much worse things
like...animal cruelty, hostage cases, and famine of course.
I used to offer massages on craigslist but it was busted i think...

omg HAVE U HEARD?

The Electric Daisy Carnival is Coming to Vegas...

Get ur Tickets Now!
I fear for my iMacbook to be molested in my sleep...for now I'm homeless...and i sleep in this cardboard TeePee 
made of boxes from Aarons..its not that bad really I've never had a good sleeping environment so i don't know 
what I'm missing...besides schedules and the heard of cows that pile into classrooms across the country...
Now my main purpose in the day is to go out and make money.
I don't know about work..or earning money...or serving people...
it seems very distant and the thought orates dread and zaps energy from 
me while I'm usually thinking about it on the street
applying for work and a interview is such a lie...
washed up jail birds in clean polyester...minutes before a polygraph
i think Starbucks by now wishes it had been able to support me legally
i applied along time ago in Fresno on the Street of Cedar/Ashlan...a heavily makeup face girl
interviewed me....i drove in with my Camaro and was very professional..
but i guess she reserved the Company for the immigrants and welfare recipients..
shortly i had my first massage client and made $60/hr
really? u should come in...but
Cant u just sit there and lure customers in with drama?
Ya, but id like get a cut u know...
The free wifi is great...
better than home..or box...
 
I was in sf when they approved a federal billion dollar loan for the high speed rail from SF to LA where travel between the two coastal cities is reduced to 2 hours. The high speed rail travels at speeds up to 200 MPH through farm fields and decaying cities. It would be a major connection between industries and is a great convenience.
 Though its reported that the central valley is still stalling..Complaints of territory delay owned by landlords as well as wildlife  destruction are just some of the set backs.
i say run a track straight through downtown FRESNO where Lady Di Monroe was born...supposbly bakersfield and all those lil hick towns would have homes destroyed because the kids would simply just leave right?   Getting on the train to SF when the rents start to beat.
 
Or down to LA to get some sun. Personally this would also leave less of wear on a car engine.

Right now their is two public trans city transports. One is a smelly old bus with vagrants and the other a higher priced option the Amtrak of which could use some competition.

Today i gave a death sentence to the elderly who hold up transit at the front of the bus. She wanted my seat in front and i pointed to a empty one across from me and all she said was  CLOSED CLOSED CLOSED.  ..and i thought about fifty years from now...the grave shell be buried  IN will definetly be closed and id have left the country entirely to plant a lesbian garden in New Zealand.


(*sigh)

not to mention the hens with three kids to a paycheck that also graced my presence on that flush mobile. why do minorities have so many kids if they cant pay for them? it is an inconvenience to the rest of the world and the aging work force is the next abomination to the economy... MOOOOOOVE
holy cow..
where will everything be? then....
i dont see how im going to be able to make money for my life with all these people in it...does china need a sweat shop wager? ill take the next virgin atlantic straight to work...
and how i'm just floating on the surface...suffocating in small economy's based on old values where there is only room for modernism not church.
i complained in political science class about this lil  money problem and the professor recommended ANYTHING
in south america...
I need a jet...jeep..shotgun...body bags...money...and some booze...especially the booze..
buenos aires it is!




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Walking in the Deep
No i didn't do a photo shoot in church...thats the shops at
Las Vegas's Ceasars Palace mall...I strolled into Anne Fontaine and saw a mannequin dressed casual with blue jeans, a spaghetti strap top and a lace poncho and a exposed shoulder and i channeled my fairy drag queen spirit to tear it to shreds with the help of the new movie "You Should meet my son" trailer on Youtube.com