I Just Got Back to Blogging and Boy is My Asshole Tired

What a day it's been! Job offers, book deals, interviews and (more than anything) propostitions are pouring in like Republican jizz on the small of my back.

I'm meeting CT tonight for sushi. He says he'll give me five-grand for an old-fashioned ass-fucking, eight if I'll do it sans lube and 12 if I'll fart in the middle of it. I know CT is supposed to be a Diet Coke drinker, but I'm going to be downing the sake pretty heavy tonight. Come to think of it, I ought to get my hands on some baked beans too.