Pestilence
May. 22nd, 2018 08:47 amWork didn't pick up much, but I did get a few NOAs in. I also got a positive result back from the syphilis test. This sucks. I've been years without it, and some *very* active years at that. I've had sex with a total of about 10 people in the last 3 months, give or take. I only really need to tell two of them - David and Justin. David is a big boy, but Justin....STIs are not easy to deal with for most sexually active people, much less people who've been through as much as he has. Just really kicking myself over not suggesting condoms when we got together.
Just as I was leaving for home, I got a call from an EMS inspector, asking to schedule a time to inspect SWoRN's offices. I hadn't heard anything about that, but figured I could deal with it later.
One of the clients who has messaged me on and off wanted to come over, so in between trying to schedule a test for Justin, I also cleaned up my room a little. Lady Miss Friday chose now to be affectionate, and I laid with her on the bed while I was on hold with FHC. Client came over while I was still on hold, so I just hung up. I can't make an appointment for him. He was gracious, older guy, requested condoms. Fine by me. He left, I corresponded with Justin a little more. It's a pain for him to leave campus at all, so he's just going to go tomorrow. I offered to pay for it and everything. I gave him space, called the inspector back, realized again how gross my place is. But the inspector didn't mind at all. Apparently this is how most home businesses end up looking, and it's no problem at all.
I got high, watched some porn. Really not into it at all. I realized my butt was bleeding, but I'm hoping it was just a burst blood vessel instead of a real fissure. Tim called. They got great feedback on the cruise, but apparently some people clocked me on my lack of game face. They had a ton of food leftover, and got over $500 in tips. He explained that I should get a portion of those, but they can't afford to. I would never have dreamed they would.
I got the hummingbird feeder refilled, set up the birdseed, and put out a plate of water on a chair until I can get to a thrift store and buy a metal stand for it. It seemed like enough for the day.
Just as I was leaving for home, I got a call from an EMS inspector, asking to schedule a time to inspect SWoRN's offices. I hadn't heard anything about that, but figured I could deal with it later.
One of the clients who has messaged me on and off wanted to come over, so in between trying to schedule a test for Justin, I also cleaned up my room a little. Lady Miss Friday chose now to be affectionate, and I laid with her on the bed while I was on hold with FHC. Client came over while I was still on hold, so I just hung up. I can't make an appointment for him. He was gracious, older guy, requested condoms. Fine by me. He left, I corresponded with Justin a little more. It's a pain for him to leave campus at all, so he's just going to go tomorrow. I offered to pay for it and everything. I gave him space, called the inspector back, realized again how gross my place is. But the inspector didn't mind at all. Apparently this is how most home businesses end up looking, and it's no problem at all.
I got high, watched some porn. Really not into it at all. I realized my butt was bleeding, but I'm hoping it was just a burst blood vessel instead of a real fissure. Tim called. They got great feedback on the cruise, but apparently some people clocked me on my lack of game face. They had a ton of food leftover, and got over $500 in tips. He explained that I should get a portion of those, but they can't afford to. I would never have dreamed they would.
I got the hummingbird feeder refilled, set up the birdseed, and put out a plate of water on a chair until I can get to a thrift store and buy a metal stand for it. It seemed like enough for the day.