bulldog sighting 854.

he must live around where i nanny... because i've been seeing him on the daily. we stare at each other. what's up man?

who knew that broccoli was served in onalaska??

they said i look like meg white, and he digs that. waiters from olive garden, high school boys, titties, sarah fuller. it's all too good to be true, right? the sun is out and this is the way days should be started everyday.

family vacations = no sexy poo.

somewhere between ohio and indiana, i started thinking about sex. no. that's not right. i've been thinking about sex for the last three weeks. or three months. shit. whatever. long drives on long boring roads in ohio/indiana/upstate new york/massachusetts WILL lead to thoughts of sex. not that i'm planning on getting laid this week (although it would be nice) i've been trying to find the most desirable person to fuck. and it's slim pickings on the cape. first of all, i haven't been with anyone my age... in... i don't know... almost never. usually 4 years or older. well. i had to up it to 10 years here because there are no 20 something year olds to fuck around here. if they are in their 20's i promise you they are probably gay. provincetown is gay. gay. gay. gay. wonderful! but gay. so i'm on to daddies. daddies i'd like to fuck (dilf's) or fuckable daddies (fd). they're around. i've got my eyes on them. i see you cute man without a wedding ring playing with your child in the water. yeah, that's right. your hot and i'm on vacation a few cocktails in. oh wait am i creeping you out. i'll just look the other way, now you can see how tan i've been getting. sexy right? and this is when the kid stars crying and the babbies mama comes out and i take my cue to forget about sex on family vacations.