How Was That A Bad Day?

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Woke up early, but somewhat refreshed. I'll take it. I could have gone up early to get the towels, maybe, but I thought it was better to stick to the schedule. I got the feeling talking to the guy that he might have been down for an alternate form of payment, but he's married to a woman, so that would have been 1) cheating and 2) taken me playing my cards right and I don't play cards.

Stopped at the store after, picked up the things I wasn't able to get the day before and quarters.

Tim and Antwane were there when I got back, coffee brewed and chatting. I poured myself another cup, and they watched while I tried to get my vines set up. It didn't go exactly as planned, tbh, but I thought I got the gist of it enough to put together later.

My 7pm client moved us up to 5, which is perfect. Unfortunately, my Escondido clients canceled. My first client was an older man - 72, I think. He'd just gotten back from the Atlantis cruise, had a great time, and wanted a little more fun before heading home. We swapped BJs, I fucked him with a condom, then he tried to fuck me with a condom. Had a hard time staying hard, but I'm a pro, so I rode him. We chatted after - he'd been married for many many years, and his wife had just died in May. He'd always been interested in men, but refrained because he was married. And now he finally had the chance. He's retired, taught special ed, and loves animals. But teaching special ed, he had a snake and fed it mice. He was tickled by my plans to get a mouse, and a mouse tattoo.

I had some time to myself before I had to be at the first party, but that's about when my night started going south. I was *so* tired. And my stomach decided to be a bitch again. And then I started getting into my head about the kind of shape my body is in. Ultimately, I made it out to exactly none of the 3 parties I'd been invited to, didn't fuck a single person, and was too tired to even jerk off.