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It's been 3 weeks, 6 plane flights, 2 countries (US, Mexico), 5 States (Hawaii, California, Nevada, Arizona, New York). Highlights include Dinah Shores at Palm Springs (does any Australian lesbian believe the L word exists?? it does and it's the world of the Los Angeles lesbian). This circuit event is out of control. I stayed at one of the host hotels with a great group of girls I met on Craigs list. White parties, pool parties, parties at the hotels on every floor. 3000 lesbians soaking up sun, like-minds and attention. Girls with MBAs, engineers, artists. One became a little more than a friend. I'm sensitive about the subject, because I do not want to disrespect B. But to omit T, I'd omit a true highlight. I'm excited by the prospect of seeing her in the future. We road tandem bikes at Venice Beach and she helped me do my laundry. She's born in Taiwan, has an MBA and witt I adore. Dinah was full of golden tans, scorching bodies and peacocks used to attention.
Other highlights. My time with Steve. I love spending time with people who inspire me. Give me a taste for success. I forgot what it was like to be with someone where money is no object. He gave $100 to a waitor to bypass the restaurant queue at the saddle bar. Money can buy happiness. We went to universal studios, VIP of course (a premium of $60) again, we did not have to queue for rides. Valet parking for the BMW. So many swanky restaurants. Sushi, prime rib, risotto. Always complimented by a choice drop of red.
Mexico was dirty. A big downgrade from Orange County but a fun day trip. You can buy Viagra and Cialis over the counter. Pharmacias litter the streets. The tacos were served in soft shells, completely foreign to the dish served in the Western world. It was spring break time - young bodies basked on the beaches of Rosarita. Telcate flowed from the fountains.
Vegas was schizophrenic. Masses of people. Poker chips. Cocktails. Mini worlds - Caesars Palace, the Bellagio, the Vanician, Paris.... so many experiences compressed in vibrant Neon.
and now....New York. A chance to see Rebi. I'm staying in Brooklyn. Cute streets (like Sesame St), pizza delivery boys on bicycles, laundromats, trendy delis, bars & restaurants. So much choice.
I have renewed zest for life and a hunger for success. I want a job that takes me across oceans. I want the mac laptop, blackberry, prestige car, GPS, quaint apartment, designer labels...
B is packing my gear in boxes and is dropping it to Mum. She doesn't want to see me again. It's sad, but it offers me freedom. I am no longer weighed down by another body. I can relocate with not to much drama. The world feels accessible.
Other highlights. My time with Steve. I love spending time with people who inspire me. Give me a taste for success. I forgot what it was like to be with someone where money is no object. He gave $100 to a waitor to bypass the restaurant queue at the saddle bar. Money can buy happiness. We went to universal studios, VIP of course (a premium of $60) again, we did not have to queue for rides. Valet parking for the BMW. So many swanky restaurants. Sushi, prime rib, risotto. Always complimented by a choice drop of red.
Mexico was dirty. A big downgrade from Orange County but a fun day trip. You can buy Viagra and Cialis over the counter. Pharmacias litter the streets. The tacos were served in soft shells, completely foreign to the dish served in the Western world. It was spring break time - young bodies basked on the beaches of Rosarita. Telcate flowed from the fountains.
Vegas was schizophrenic. Masses of people. Poker chips. Cocktails. Mini worlds - Caesars Palace, the Bellagio, the Vanician, Paris.... so many experiences compressed in vibrant Neon.
and now....New York. A chance to see Rebi. I'm staying in Brooklyn. Cute streets (like Sesame St), pizza delivery boys on bicycles, laundromats, trendy delis, bars & restaurants. So much choice.
I have renewed zest for life and a hunger for success. I want a job that takes me across oceans. I want the mac laptop, blackberry, prestige car, GPS, quaint apartment, designer labels...
B is packing my gear in boxes and is dropping it to Mum. She doesn't want to see me again. It's sad, but it offers me freedom. I am no longer weighed down by another body. I can relocate with not to much drama. The world feels accessible.