So stressed lately!  Had to take this weekend off work due to a few health problems brought on by the stress and I've spent more money than I should which is stupid because I won't be earning anything til Wednesday now.  And why am I stressed? Cos I'm another year older and moving house in the same week. If that's not enough, the boyf is practically living with me, and whilst I'm enjoying playing happy families, I can't help but wonder how I'm going to get away with going to France with a bunch of footballers for a few days, or cover up the phonecalls I keep getting at silly times throughout the day and night offering escort jobs.

To make matters worse, I really can''t be bothered unpacking all of my boxes, so I'm living in old crumpled jeans and t-shirts, which is not gonna look good when I meet the future in-laws later today, or when I go in to work tomorrow and try to pout suggestively at HT, who has so far not taken the bait. Cute Hippy guy offered to help me move as he has a van, but I ended up confessing that I had a boyf, and that kinda took the wind out of his sails. Haven't spoken much to my other guy this week, not since the glorious debacle that was my birthday.  It will be interesting to see wo will be the first to christen my new house - it is as yet virgin property....

Oh dear, I have been a naughty girl lately. Saw in my birthday sat on the face of someone who wasn't my boyf, and then had a birthday party which all of my conquests from the last two years came to. It was what we would call a 'sausage fest' - with only four girls present the testosterone was palpable. Unfortunately, the handle on my nookie closet broke so I couldn't reacquaint myself as I would have liked...

On the work front, I bit the bullet and logged on for my new escort job for the first time on Sunday night after a hard night of dancing. I prayed that the punters I'd had to give the cold shoulder to whilst working in the bar wouldn't be the same punters I'd encounter at 4am wanting a leg over after being turned on by a frisky lappy. Luckily, nobody was feeling frisky and I managed to doze off at some ridiculously late or early hour, depending how you look at it.
Once the bullet was bitten, I decided to log on again on Monday. Alas, my stripping hours are already undesirable, and it seems the chances of getting 'extra' work after finishing my 'evening job' are slim. Imagine if someone from the office required the services of one of my evening jobs - I'd love it if HT came in one night demanding some sort of eroticism! Alas, he seems to be keeping his distance for the time being.

Back to the grindstone.....

Howdy. Well, I seem to be embarking on a new path as yet unwalked by myself. (I say 'unwalked' - I've tentatively stepped on it a few times). I am entering the world of the 'high-class' call girl. My first job will be in Marseilles with a certain footballer in two weeks' time and should prove to be interesting. I hope its not one of these run-of-the-mill jobs - I've been assured that he is lovely and a gentleman. Hmmmm - he's still a fottballer though, and I know what they're like. Still, the money will come in handy for my new house that I'm moving into next week! Just have to make sure the boyfriend doesn't find out......

Yes, I've been missing for a while, but the good news is now I'm back! Lots of interesting stuff has happened, mostly in the relationship stakes...
The boyf has kinda become the fiance, although if anyone asks I was drunk and deny all culpability. Also, finally made some headway with my mystery man, so that after a few hours of cuddling we finally arrived at a night of action, which was great if not a little unsatisfactory due to a lack of reaching a conclusion. Friends will get more details at a later date.... It's almost a week later now and due to the nature of the encounter and my newmly engaged status, I have had no one to talk to about this and have had to single-handedly deal with the frustration.
Hmmm.....
Also, (and here I feel it never rains but it pours is a good analogy) I have had renewed interest from an old friend of mine who we shall call cute hippy guy, and an underlying chemistry with a guy from work, who is known is HT. Providing I can keep my head and play this right, it should be an interesting few months ahead....