Doesn't Fit

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Woke up early, worked on porn company stuff, got my laundry together. Dave is staying with some friends of his - for free - but struggling with some of the other roommates. One of them is in need of serious psychiatric help and stole Dave's meds, but the other roommates refuse to believe him. It sucks. He'd said I was fine to do my laundry there, but given the drama he's been having, I didn't feel comfortably taking it in with me, and waited for an invitation. We were supposed to dub over things - the Mario Bro's scene and the first part of Namor/Mr. Fantastic. Unfortunately, Dave couldn't get the recording to work right. Problems all the time. On the plus side, one of the jobs he'd asked me to do is much less involved than I thought it was. Mostly, it was nice to see Lucky again.

I put my laundry in at home, did the dishes, Dimitri left. I was supposed to go to the Board Game day back out in East County, but didn't really feel like driving back out there. Waiting for laundry to dry, possibly try to get some sleep, and Peter hit me up. He's not big on decisions or communication. Might have wanted me to fist him, didn't let me know he was on his way, just sort of showed up. We had a great time, though, at least for the first little while. I know he wishes I'd be more dominant - even when I'm using his ears like handlebars, he still puts his hands behind his back as though he's cuffed. Made out, ate him out, but as soon as I put my dick in, I felt something was wrong. I guess he'd spent all morning getting clean, but had ended up upsetting his stomach. He wasn't able to get clean, so eventually I just face fucked him and jerked him off. Not quite the wild time he was hoping for.

I had to swing by the store before all the parties started, and dropped off the title for my old car to Christina. Her life is still a mess, but the car I gave her still runs.

Matt wasn't able to get out of work. I reached out to a couple other folks to invite them to the parties with me, but everyone was busy or Eeyore. I was a little light headed when I got back and couldn't figure out why. For maybe the first time ever, I forgot to eat. This sounds great, but my stomach starts freaking out, to say nothing of the headaches and such. Started getting ready for the party. I wish Marcos had washed my costume before giving it back, but I'm happy with it. I couldn't get clean, so no fucking for me tonight.

I haven't always had great times at Adam's party - never bad, just sometimes an odd mix of people. But this was great. No one else was in costume, which is strange for a Halloween party, but after the initial shock I was very down with it. I made Chris laugh, caught up with Michael, and spent a long time chatting with Adam's young roommate. Adam, like so many people, suggested that I should be in show business. I agree. But I'm well aware that there's approximately 54 billion other people who want to be in show business, 45 billion of them are more talented than me, and there's only like....2 spots available. Chris used to live in NY, and saw dreams get shattered all the time.

After staying too long at the first party, I finally made my way over to the Dead Celebrity party. I saw Brad outside, but they were getting ready to head to PECS. Even though it was only about 11, the party seemed to be on the smaller side. Maybe 10-20 people still there. The important thing is that they all loved me. People I've only met once or twice, or didn't know at all, told me I stole the show. A couple visiting from LA was particularly enamored with me, and I blew him in the kitchen. Jon was there - high on something - still wants to get together, and wants me to fist him.

Jon kept texting me all night, because he was high, but I was tired and more than a little tipsy, so I crashed after I got dropped off.