The other day I met up with the woman who is designing/ creating my posing suit. She seems really cool and I am excited to see how this is all gonna come together. I met up with her around Bryant Park and afterward Sarah came by and we we went to this rooftop party my friend Eddie was co-hosting. We didnt stay too long because we were on a mission to find stripper shoes. I thought it would be fun to go to 8th Ave.
Sarah had never been to a sex shop before, so needless to say… she was shocked. I happen to have been in the same shops a more than just a couple of times years ago with my ex and I couldnt help but smile and even crack up laughing when I think back to those days / nights. We used to be up till early hours … and sleep half the day away. That was years ago. I changed / became boring and my priorities in life changed.
So yeah, back to the sex shops/peep shows … Lots of toys , outfits for both men and women , viewing boots, live girls up stairs … and … of course … dvd’s . So we are kinda looking flicking through them and I stopped at the ‘torture’ section and by torture I don’t mean some bondage or nipple clamps … by torture I mean pain, fear and disrespect. And ‘YEAH I KNOW NOT EVERYTHING IS REAL’ but uhm, it’s kind of f*cked up that there are guys out there that get off on someone being in pain, scared and crying. I mean seriously … think about it … I just hope I will not run in to someone who gets turned on by seeing me cry, curled up, in pain and scared for my life.
*sigh*
people are weird … and I didnt find any shoes I liked ….
Tagged: 8th ave, nyc, porn, sexshops, the ex
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- August 26, 2010 – 21:23
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I have been cleaning my apartment. Thoroughly. For two days. Tomorrow will be the last day … Hanging some shelves and lights and I am thinking about getting some sort of curtains/ new window treatments. It feels nice to de-clutter and throw sh*t out.
I can breathe again.
This weekend I met up with Megin who was in town from Virginia. It was so nice catching up. We hadn’t seen eachother in 5 years and we both had some major work related changes and things happening to us this year so we had lots to talk about. Sarah met up with us later on during the night and we ended up in the Meat Packing District, had some oysters and steak and went to a couple of clubs . I stayed true to the diet and sipped on Fiji straight up with a twist all night, but that didnt matter because I still had so much fun and we got home around 4 am. The next day I had a session with LOIS [my trainer] at 8.30 am and I am not gonna lie … it was rough waking up … but it was totally worth it. I have been sitting inside way too long.
I think it’s about time to go outside and play again …
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- August 23, 2010 – 20:28
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OK, so I know it’s hard to believe but my life is FAR from perfect and so am I .
Say what ? Yes. you read it correctly. I f*ck up massively at times and I don’t always get my way.
This weeks failures:
- I got rejected. I did not get into the Startup Leadership Program.
- I ate chocolate mousse [sugarfree] and some more chocolates.
- I did not call my parents.
- I did not go to the gym … well only twice so that doesnt really count… my work outs were weak sauce.
- I ate another pastry. Like I said in my other post. I felt pretty self destructive.
- I failed to attend HIP HOP class. I basically gave up trying. I suck.
- I didn’t work as hard as I intended on Monday. Still time to catch up.
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- August 20, 2010 – 11:50
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photo by Andrew Pina check out his work. some cool shots
The past 5 weeks have been a roller coaster. There have been days I have been good and days that I have not been so good.
I went down from 152.6 pounds to 138.2 and I feel good about the changes I am seeing.
I do miss my friends, my dinners and of course the fabulous cocktails. I feel sexy. I feel strong and a sense of accomplishment, it carries over to my work and focus on things that matter most. I know the worst has still to come but I am ready… or at least I think.
52 more days …
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- August 18, 2010 – 18:26
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