Every day is another day of sleeping with someone else in order to get any of my work produced.
It’s exhausting. This one likes a sling, that one is into dominating... It’s hard to keep them all straight, so I have a little book where I record preferences... However, I’m thinking of getting out of the business and getting into something more honest...like prostitution.
But I think I’ll do it in Holland where the government will give me free pills if and when I contract Chlamydia. Nasty, disease, bringing a whole new meaning to the phrase, “Chlam sauce.”
We all do what we must...during this time of decreasing interest in art.
Yours in pragmatism,