My future self came back to see me today for a whole 90 minutes. I enjoyed my massage again and even called it beautiful.
My future self, “I feel like I’ve been transported into a whole different world. Thank you so much.”
I was thinking about the Will Smith movie Hancock while massaging her. I changed around the story-line, replaced Will Smith with myself and gave myself some big angel wings. It was a cool fantasy to occupy my otherwise empty head.
I’m sharing a table with a complete stranger. He was sitting here first, and a comfy big chair just became available, but I’m not moving. Is it wrong for me not to move? Why doesn’t he move? He’s blocking the outlet so I can’t plug in my laptop. The screen is dark.
Yesterday (Tuesday) I had the choice to either go see Stone Temple Pilots at Mohegan Sun, or Cirque Du Solei Jungle at Foxwoods. Both were free because I’m a spoiled bastard. I picked the Cirque show and taken Brie, Paul and Sarah. I lost $10 at a slot machine in about 45 seconds because I thought for sure I was going to win big.
During the day yesterday I went to have my oil changed because my last one was ten thousand miles ago. I ambled on over next door to the VIP store after I dropped my car off. I never been in one before and was curious. It’s a huge store. It’s like a walmart of vibrators. Seriously, I never knew there were so many styles. Some even had anal pleasuring beads attached.
I came across a huge, I don’t know wtf it was. Dildo? Vibrator? I don’t think it vibrated. But it was a 10 inch long, very wide – heavy falic looking device made out of some kind of durable space-age plastic.
“What the hell do you do with this? How can this not hurt?”
I walked back to the Mad Hatter (where I got my oil change), picked up my car, and they gave me a voucher for a free car wash. Then I met an old friend of mine whom I haven’t seen in 7 years and got wasted on sake. It was a good day, long but good. Some of it was even educational.
I didn’t have very long to write today. My break was only about 40 minutes.