My friend is dating a girl who is a model in the area. Last night there was a meet and greet for the models and the photographers, and I was invited. Did I go? No, I went and saw a movie instead. I figured it would have ended up with me at the bar drinking heavily and then yelling loudly at the models. I probably would have at one point attempted to take one of the models clothes off since that is something that I happen to do at parties. I also happen to know the guy who organized the event, since he works with me. So using the excuse that a guest list is in place would have been easily defeated. My friends girl called me today informing me that she met the guy I work with and was giving me shit for not going. My friend and a mutual friend of ours (jesus how many fucking times can I say friend) got access to the VIP section.

OK, now I am pissed. The fucking VIP section? GOD FUCKING DAMN IT, I should have gone.  One of the photographers there does the whole body paint thing. The girls get naked and they get painted and walk around like that. The more and more I think about this the more and more I want to kill myself. Well, maybe not myself. I will have to settle for someone else. I can only imagine the things that I would have done. I could have conned my friends girl to introduce me to some ladies, I tend to come off really creepy if I introduce myself. A man can never have too many whores and I decided not to go to a convention that was packed full of them. Never again will I make this mistake. Yes the movie was good and worth seeing, but whores? Whores are pretty much the only reason I exist in this world.

We are having another party soon, stripper poll was set up and I was put in charge of collecting music. They, being my friend and his girl, informed me that her model friends will be there. Perfect, time to load up on music that will make them want to take their clothes off. Maybe a little E as well, don’t know where I will get that just yet. A side effect to this has surfaced. I have caught myself listening to this music on my free time. I am not exactly one to listen to the whole dance/club music scene. I prefer something with guitars, massive bass riffs and some good drumming. So when I go sit down later today to play the guitar today I will attempt to heal myself. Otherwise I will probably try to make a cover of Lady GaGa or something. I think I just died a little inside when I typed that..

I think I will bring my bondage rope to the party. Hopefully I will find some chick passed out and willing. She will have a nice surprise when she wakes up.

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