I have taekwondo tonight and grading next weekend - aghhhh! I haven't forgotten my sixteen step pattern so I figure that I'm ready (barely) to get the green tip on my yellow belt. If I don't, the BF will be higher rank than me and then he will tear me a new asshole. This cannot happen. I just checked and I can only do six push-ups of the thirty, so I have some serious karate kid montage workouts in the rain to do.
Postmodern and I are having a discussion about a comment I read earlier that said "Postmodern is not a prostitute, she is an escort. She is mature and a higher calibre. "
For the record, I find Olympia to be an articulate and insightful lady, her blog is a daily read for me. Notice how I can compliment without putting down other sex workers ? Anyhow, you can see it all on Postmodern's blog. Lord of Doom, this is the Po Mo I mentioned in comment passing. We are big fans of each other, it's only a stray comment that ruffled my feathers. Olympia has sent me a lovely email lending her support to my health challenges and I believe she is not half as snobby as she thinks she is ! Hee. Hee! I still wonder if she looks like Uma Thurman in Pulp Fiction.
(sidenote- love charlise's new hair on the Golden Globes)
Darling Maggot (resident pervert) has also asked for a return to some sexy posts - I don't think I have even begun my sexy posts yet ;) But ok, I will kill two birds with one stone and post about a high class booking that I did (I did many) this one stands out as perhaps a no-frills dedication to the high-end market. Usually, I don't post regarding time spent in employ at the Agency as so many other blogs cover the 'glitz and glamour' of the bigwig clients.