dont be sorry. No one gets away with being blunt the way you do

14:40

today i only feel like giving out bitchslaps. no bitches around so Im stuffing my mouth full of chewing tobacco instead. Jules is at the hospital checking if she won the lottery, she wants me to be the godmother if she got a bastard in her tummy. somehow i got this feeling that bastards are always delivered to the world with a bad ass sticker on their forehead.

i don't write that much anymore cause i have successfully filled my life with a path that runs from point A (home) to Point B (office). it is lame, it is sad, but it is fulfilling.

there is a boy, no I'm lying. more like a man. when he speaks i cum. thats it.

what happens in shanghai

its been quiet for a while i know. its been non stop weekdays followed by please don't stop weekends. I met a boy, I don't think it will last but I like the way he talks to me about his work. Its like listening to a radio n than realize you can have wild sex with that electrical machine. My boss - mr ceo - was here last week. We ended up anywhere a decent human being that appreciates good scotch and a pleasant view would end up at. Conclusion, what happens in this city will hopefully stay here. Just like he said: "this is the sin city".

tomo i am going to some nerdy technology conference for girls. we probable gonna decorate each others mac air with pink hello kitty stickers.