i'd like to give my thanks to the boston red sox

this has been one of the *worst* weeks ever for business. every man in manhatttan has apparently been glued to his television set for the last 7 days, watching the yankees / red sox series series. i really shouldn't root for boston as a native new york. but, a girl has bills to pay.

and as soon as i came home from seeing m, i had three different calls from three different numbers. i think that's as many calls as i've gotten all day. possibly in the last two days. my ringer was off. it wasn't like i was going to see anyone at this hour... but, its good to know things are back to normal now.

one appointment tonight. i saw a regular tonight. m. from tennessee. he is this sort of doofy, aloof, chubby 28 year old emo/hipster kid who works for an indie record label. he's the sort who you'd imagine woudln't have much luck with girls. but he's nice enough and clean. i don't mind kinda chubby or fat people if they're pleasant enough and clean. good boy.

once i saw a fat guy and then i was like never again. i was naive. i thought, well... some days i will really have to earn my money. since then i've turned away a couple like um, NO sorry I just don't think this would be a very pleasant experience for either of us. FAKE SMILE, exits left. I did not need the money THAT bad. I was a bit pissy with the last one since I went all the way down to broad street and the fat fuck had lied about his weight. But, whatever, I like my job and i want to keep it that way.