Therapy, Hustlers, and Dream
AARRGH. I am so pissed.
I totally just forgot all about therapy tonight. I really needed to go this week, too. It's been an unbelievably stressful one. DAMMIT. The worst part is I have to pay for it, too.
So I can't be sure, but I think this one section of 55th Street is totally a hustler spot. This is the second time I've seen some Latino guy just sort of weirdly hanging around in this one part of the block, like doing apparently nothing. Just standing. It's in front of like this garage door type thing. And this guy was totally playing pocket pool when I walked past him, too. They're not really SO cute, but I guess that doesn't matter. The hustlers who used to hang out around 30th & Lex were cuter, though, they were all like the preppy, twinky boys.
So on my way back past this guy, I tried making eye contact to see what was up. Either he's not a very good hustler, or I'm just not old or ugly enough to look like a customer. *shrugs*
Speaking of which, last night I dreamt about my downstairs neighbor, Brian, whose cat I sit for sometimes. I was getting ready to suck his cock, and it was really big and fat, to the point where I was thinking it was going to be difficult to get it into my mouth. Kinda hot though. He is kind of cute, now that I think about it, but he's just such a str8 dood that I never really thought about it before.
It's pouring down rain out there, so I think I'm just going to cuddle up with a blanket tonight...
That's all.
Love
Ryan
I totally just forgot all about therapy tonight. I really needed to go this week, too. It's been an unbelievably stressful one. DAMMIT. The worst part is I have to pay for it, too.
So I can't be sure, but I think this one section of 55th Street is totally a hustler spot. This is the second time I've seen some Latino guy just sort of weirdly hanging around in this one part of the block, like doing apparently nothing. Just standing. It's in front of like this garage door type thing. And this guy was totally playing pocket pool when I walked past him, too. They're not really SO cute, but I guess that doesn't matter. The hustlers who used to hang out around 30th & Lex were cuter, though, they were all like the preppy, twinky boys.
So on my way back past this guy, I tried making eye contact to see what was up. Either he's not a very good hustler, or I'm just not old or ugly enough to look like a customer. *shrugs*
Speaking of which, last night I dreamt about my downstairs neighbor, Brian, whose cat I sit for sometimes. I was getting ready to suck his cock, and it was really big and fat, to the point where I was thinking it was going to be difficult to get it into my mouth. Kinda hot though. He is kind of cute, now that I think about it, but he's just such a str8 dood that I never really thought about it before.
It's pouring down rain out there, so I think I'm just going to cuddle up with a blanket tonight...
That's all.
Love
Ryan