finally an update - sort of

I have thought a hundred times to start an entry: lines would come to my head or things I wanted to bring up, write about, say ... lines come to me mostly at weird moments. I really should take down notes or something in a little notebook. Carrying around a notebook is a bit tough though. It's difficult enough to manage my cell and pen during work hours.

I seem to attract pervs. It's undeniable at this point. I had that one last year, Nurseboy, who I picked up while hospitalized for an epilepsy study, but at least he was nice enough to stay up with me watching TV while I was sleep deprived, talked about cooking me dinner and how if I was going to move into a city that I should move into the city he lived in. We didn't know each others' life stories, but we knew each other a hell of a lot more than this creepy guy sending me pervy pics and asking awful inappropriate things via text messages hours after meeting him. This guy we'll call Pervy Kevin asked me to send him naughty pics and asked if I wanted to listen as he masturbated the day after I met him. Ew! I swear, he seemed completely normal ... until he had my number. Uh! Apparently being deemed "adventurous" seems to have been heard by him as "desperate whore" or something. Well, that's not the case. I finally told him to feel free to lose my number tonight.