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Way to go girlfriend! xo

Eazy E- Real Muthafukkin' G's

It totally creeps me out how much more sexually active young teens are. I was waiting for the bus and overheard two girls who couldn't have been more than 14 talking about the one had gotten drunk and fucked some guy. I asked how old they were and they were 12!! And then one of them asked me if it hurt when I pierced my lip and I said, not really and then she tells me she pierced her own lip by herself. Seriously, where are their parents?

Wow. I wasn't even allowed to wear ANY makeup (including lip gloss) until I was in high school. Kids should be allowed to be kids. This is almost as bad as when Abercrombie and Fitch were marketing g-strings to pre-teens.

Having worked for OPG, I know Tracey wouldn't steer you wrong! My vote is to take the plunge!

Are you tired? Because you've been running through my mind all day. If you were yogurt, would you be fruit on the bottom, or stirred? Did it hurt? (what?) When you fell from Heaven..did it hurt? True story, I slept with this guy in one of my classes last week and I went with "Hey, I really enjoyed our conversation, would you like to continue it back at my place?"

What! Ridiculous, you can never have enough Young Jeezy. Hahaha. Sparklehorse-Eyepennies

YES. I thought maybe I was the only one who remembered Leisure Suit Larry. My dad had a copy and I wasn't allowed to play it, but I would sneakily play when he wasn't home. Frankly, I was only about 7 or 8 so most of the sex stuff was a bit beyond me anyway.

Man, I loved the movie Lars and the Real Girl. It made me cry. Awww. As with most sexual preferences, I say, go nuts. Whatever floats your boat.

Once, in the heat of passion, I almost knocked a flatscreen, wall-mounted television off the wall. Thank goodness it didn't fall. I don't think the hotel would have been all that pleased with me.

Petite is interpreted as short and fat? Weird. I hear petite and think petite all over. I would go with what others have said: you're a mature woman with an hourglass figure.

I know you said "barely there," but a good whore doesn't leave her clients smelling like other women.

Words are just words. I mean, if you really want to get all post-modern, nothing exists unless you have words to describe it. There are always going to be people who co-opt words for their own agendas--be they positive or not. Therefore, it's all about context. And I am a fucking awesome whore.

Happy Birthday Charlotte, hope your day is a great one!

Happy Birthday Emma! You are a star :)

Eh, it doesn't seem so strange to me. Marijuana use has long been linked to spirituality.

Good luck lady!

Oh jeeze. bevvie: Shirley Temple's and keep 'em coming! app: my mom's antijitos main course: prime rib and hollandaise sauce with scalloped potatoes dessert: an entire pot of tapioca pudding OR rice pudding with condensed milk

I just want to point out that exploitation exists in MANY professions, but you don't see signs, say, posted in hotels that say "Stop exploitation--arrest the management." On top of that, while there are certainly some street-workers who have problems with drugs and/or pimps, those are still stereotypes! And they are stereotypes that are NOT inherent to sex work. Street-work is largely misunderstood by many, even those of us working in the sex industry already. I just watched a great documentary put together by Stella in Montreal about street-workers in France and it is hardly the drug-addicted, pimpin' life one expects.

No redheads, no Asians and only one woman of colour...and Katy Perry? Really? This list is bullshit.

I will tell you about my first experience as an escort. I had no idea what I was doing in terms of security, information I needed to get, or even what to charge. I can be kind of impatient and rather than do much research, I threw caution to the wind and jumped in head first. It was with a gent from CL and it was pretty short and to the point--he only wanted oral. But he was clean and polite and the whole thing was over and done in no less than 15 minutes. And I had made what I would have at a full day of work at my then part-time job. Booyah.

Totally crying right now. Yeesh. I am a sentimental sap.

I'm with Meg on this one. I wax for the boys, but if I wasn't working, I'd be au naturel all the way.

The other day I was having an emotional breakdown regarding some academic shit, and my lover just let me cry and at one point reached across the table to hold my hand. It was just a small gesture, but it really meant a lot.