I met a girl from some personal ads last night. She sent me her pic, and I didn't recognize her when I met her. It's allright though because we ended up having sex anyway. I drove to morristown and spent the night there, and lovemaking was iminent. My roommate is making fun of me after seeing the picture, but he hasn't got room to speak, I've seen the girls he's been with. Work sucked tonight because some a-hole magician told me he was going to do one of my routines. Didn't ask me if he could do it, or offer to buy it, just told me flat out he was going to do it. After talking to the guy and watching him work I could tell he's going to butcher the routine he's stealing. I've been told by Simon Lovell that magic needs more thinkers like me, this guy doesn't realize what goes into creating a routine like I do with this card trick. He doesn't want to put in the work himself, he's just content to do what ever. Oh well, nothing I can do about it. Atleast I can sleep at night knowing I'm a better magician than he'll ever be. I want to be abused right now. I realy want to feel some one's nails raked down my back. I want to be beaten with a ridding crop. I want to be tied up and have naughty things done to me. I'll catch ya later people.
-Erik
-Erik
The girl wasn't too bad looking. *snicker*