I Save Breasts Tonight

Tonight, I will be saving breasts. I guess that's true in a roundabout way. In the more direct sense, I will be attending the Y-Me charity event at Kaleidoscope this evening. I had bought an extra ticket awhile ago for someone that was supposed to be here this weekend but, well, you know how that goes. Fortunately, I won't have to eat it on the ticket b/c I found someone else to go with me. Who else but Mr. Nick. It's not a sit down dinner event, otherwise, I would have had to find a real date. When the invite came I figured what red blooded, heterosexual male would turn down an event like this? I mean, c'mon, who wouldn't want to save as many as our little bulging buddies as possible? After they have provided me with years of enjoyment, I feel I owe it to them. They're wonderful! Just the thought of them... yummm. I may need to take a break for a little bit here, if you know what I mean, and regain my composure.

So the soiree goes from 7-12 tonight and then we're going to meet out with people. That location is undetermined at the moment.

Stacey stopped me earlier this week to ask me what the hell's been going on. So I started in with the job, then just pretty much let it all go. She's just a great person. I consider myself very lucky to have met such a genuine person in a work environment. I've been kind of moping around lately and it was a nice gesture that someone actually noticed and wanted to find out what was happening to make me act not like my usual self. God, I know some really thoughtful people and I'm thankful everyday to have them. By the end of talking to her, I felt a lot better about things, the blow job didn't hurt either... no, I'm totally kidding but holy shit, I could use one, damn! I'm in a really goofy mood today, I don't know what's going on.

What else? I'm working with a couple recruiters to bang out this job thing and I have interviews with them next week. I told them that I won't be accepting any positions without that don't come with complimentary, daily massages with the option of happy ending. Don't know if that request is going to pan out or not, the job market is good but not that good as I don't think it would ever be that good. Oh well, we'll see what happens come next week.

Well, I can't wait for tonight. Time to break out the Hugo Boss and get wicked snazzy!