What lies ahead?

Happy Friday! I don't really have much planned this weekend, but after the first week of the year (and a too crazy NYE), I'm ready to chill and hang out with friends. Tonight I'm having dinner at a new restaurant in the Village and will probably hit a bar after for a drink or two, but no more than that. Also, per my recent interest in twinks, there's a boy who really wants to meet me for some reason, so I'm highly considering hooking up with him later. Who knows what the night holds.

Lately, the idea of spending the night spooning with someone is really appealing. Maybe I'm becoming a romantic, or just feeling lonely, but it's what I've been thinking about a lot recently. Perhaps it's because of the New Year. Perhaps it's because I recently had a birthday. Perhaps it's because I'm becoming insane - ha - I don't know. Does everyone have this feeling now and then?

There's an escort coming into town tomorrow who wants to hang out, and actually talked about working some clients together. I think I mentioned this before, I escorted a little in college and then for a bit when I first moved here. Fortunately I didn't do it because I HAD to, but because I wanted to. I got a thrill out of a) having sex multiple times a day and 2) getting paid for it. It's obviously a huge ego boost, and there's something trashy about it, which I also like. Anyway, this guy seems pretty cool, definitely hot, but may take the "job" a bit too seriously. Then again, a "pro" is a pro.

We talked about meeting up in the afternoon to see if we click, then fucking around and maybe getting some clients. BUT, I just got an email from another hot muscle dude who's going to be in town and having a gangbang at his hotel. Choices Choices.



Also...I hate to be shady, but there is a guy on the .net who has been hitting me up for awhile. We first spoke this summer, and were going to meet, but then he completely flaked out. Out of nowhere, he sent me a message today - I haven't seen him online since the summer. Again, he's begging me to fuck him, and wants to do it at lunch. He asked me to call him at 11 to confirm. So I did. No answer. I notice that he's still on .net right now (12:00 PM), so I email him asking what's up. I see that he read the message, but doesn't respond. WHY DO PEOPLE FLAKE? I'm so inclined to post his screen name (and phone number), but that would be such an asshole move on my part...