Hey all, I’m back from my fabulous working vacation where I took in some scenic views of the airport, hotel, auction and a few nice restaurants. Should have put on about 20 lbs. last week. I’m usually a pretty regular guy but traveling throws off my shit cycle. My first shit of the week happened Thursday afternoon after farting in a car (good thing I was alone) and just knowing that this is the night racing back to the hotel. Stuffing myself with all that fine food I was overdue for a good shit. I’m such an old man now. As a younger man traveling with the railway there was an excitement about staying in a nice hotel in a new city, wouldn’t be able to sleep and masturbated most nights in front of the many large mirrors. This week I slept fine, didn’t touch myself all week had a good shit Thursday night and was impressed that it was a double flusher.

When I returned the apartment was probably cleaner then when I left, but there was an empty bottle of rye with the recyclables. I said to John you’re supposed to hide that before I get home. He claims it was Nicki’s and then showed me the bite mark she left on his neck. I’ve heard a couple of wild story’s about this Nicki but John said Brittany was here when he got the bite mark that looks a lot like a hickey.


We’re off to dinner at my mom’s, hopefully I got some good cut and paste emails sent to me last week for you’ll.