Blogger time!!
What's up people?!
Yesterday night I had this stupid twat texting me "hey x" several times, despite me not replying. You'd think the bugger would get the message right? Well he continued sending me these stupid messages until I got fed up and replied with "Stop your shit right now. Find someone else to inflict yourself on. Don't contact me again".
That's straight forward and polite, considering he was becoming a pest. It stopped for a few hours, then at almost 2am he starts again.
This morning I woke up in a very foul mood and called the shit. The phone went straight to voicemail. I left him a message that was just as foul as my mood. Think he must have got a sharp shock when he checked his voicemail LOL.
If he texts me one more time I'll be on the phone to his network provider reporting him for harassment.
Generally I don't tend to be on the receiving end of harassment as ignoring, a warning message and my general manner will let guys know that I'm not the one to play these silly games with. That's not to say I don't have a pleasant telephone manner, of course I do. When I answer the phone I'll always be polite with a cheerful disposition unless I've told you not to contact me again, in which case if you're stupid enough to do so expect to incur my full wrath and as I don't really care what I say when irate don't expect it to be anything nice.
Anyway enough of that. Text offenders, you've been warned!!
Recently someone gave me cause for concern with their actions. It resulted in my mind working overtime. Before I could let it upset or anger me I felt it was easier to cut the strings rather than sit back and see how the situation would "pan out". This would result in me having to put on a "front" and internalise my feelings whilst playing the waiting game. I don't have the patience or tolerance threshold for that.
Once I'd explained how I felt about the situation, the person apologised and explained why they did what they did. We decided to continue as we were beforehand. However, part of me is still very annoyed and now the person's given me cause for concern I'm now guarded in a way I wasn't before. The problem is trying to balance what was apparently a genuine mistake with my issue of crossing the line. Forgiving someone is one thing, but by crossing the line and planting the seed of doubt it automatically changes the balance of things. Is the concept of forgive and forget ever possible?
What does a person do when they can't forget? The situation is one where I'd be unnecessarily cutting off my nose to spite my face by being stubborn and not giving a second chance. I'm sure somewhere in the grand scheme of it all this will help to make me a better person.. although it's all too easy to make a clean cut. Sometimes it's easier to lose a hand than an entire limb. Gangrene springs to mind.
I watched Hancock yesterday for the first time. I really enjoyed the film. It's one of those movies I intended to see in the cinema but never quite got around to it. Wished I had now. Better late than never though eh?! Can't think why it had so many bad reviews as the story line was good. Will Smith and Charlize Theron acted very well. Comedy, action, romance and some touching moments, not the really sappy shit though.
Still not had any bookings. The phone hasn't rang once today. Glad it's not just me though! I need to get my act together and get back to webcamming *rolls eyes* Plus I have birthdays of families, friends and myself coming up so need to get those bucks rolling in.
Yesterday I was watching "Lock up". A documentary about US prisoners in maximum security state penetentiaries. I always like watching these programmes. Life incarcerated under extreme conditions. These people are under lock and chain like dogs on leads virtually 24/7. This particular episode showed 3 prisoners who had the whites of their eyes tattooed. Red, blue and black. They did this with needles and said it was painful. I can bloody well believe that! They looked flippin crazy! You really can't expect to be rehabilitated and reintegrated back into society when you do such things that will isolate you from most people in society. Who the fuck is going to employ you when you look like a freak straight up from a horror movie? If they did it for the shock factor they succeeded on that front.
I haven't got anything exciting to report, nada, nish, zilch. I've been a good girl, no sexy, sordid debauchery of late.
During this quiet period I've been using time to read many forums reporting on timewasters, misogynistic punter forums (another blog in the making) and being well rested.
So that's me done for today.. Hasta la vista *mwah*
Monday, 28 February 2011
Monday, 21 February 2011
Reflecting on last week... It's been a while ;)
Hello Blogging World..
I've been a bad girl, neglecting my blogging duties, but to be honest lately I can't be arsed to write a thing!
So.. what have I been up to?!
I went to Northampton over the weekend to visit a friend (let's call the Friend "X"). X is in a private secure mental unit. I'm always worried when visiting these places in case they decide to keep me in there.
How did X become a resident of such a place? Basically through lashing out, not engaging the brain before the fists, serious assault on a police officer, led X to Holloway. Whilst in prison X assaulted a prison officer. Together with an unstable background and other issues I won't go into led X to be sectioned and end up in a psychiatric unit where X was confined and medicated constantly. X eventually was transferred to a private provider in Northampton.
When visiting X, I was surprised at how dilated the pupils were. My goodness, they were almost as large as the eyeballs themselves, a sure sign of serious medication. X has been at this place for over 2 years and there's no set day for release. To me, this is worse than a prison sentence. At least if you're sentenced to 5 years imprisonment, you could be out in 2 on good behaviour. Being detained indefinitely must bear some similarities to life imprisonment.
It's quite scary really, looking at X's predicament. Knowing full well that I could easily have ended up in the same place had I not learned to engage my brain before my mouth or fists. Being the hot-headed fiery character I am, can lead one down a very slippery slope of virtually no return. It scares me at times.
The place where X is staying probably costs around 1 million a week to run. They have everything there. It looks like a celebrity retreat where they go to recover from drugs or nervous breakdowns. Church on site, swimming pool, shops, on site therapists and cooks, you name it they have it and brand spanking new. But whichever way you look at it, it's a mental secure unit. Freedom is priceless.
I had my first Indian takeaway meal (for this year) over the weekend. Honestly it was disgusting. I love Indian cuisine, but this was full of oil and everything was so sweet. I don't go for sugar in meat. It's either sweet or savoury. Sweet meat is not my thing! I ended up munching a pack of cream crackers a few hours later. I must say the restaurant around the corner from me does excellent cuisine, Indian, Nepalese and Sri Lankan cuisine. It's never greasy, full of flavour, nicely priced and of a high standard.
I had no bookings whatsoever for escorting last week. February has been a horrid month. One of the worst since I started escorting. The phone barely rang, when it did, it was time wasters. I wondered at one point if there was a problem with my phone line. That's how bad it was.
I guess guys are still feeling the pinch from Christmas, New Years, January sales, Valentines day and half-term for school. Pay day isn't until next week.
Yesterday I had a guy prolifically sending texts, when I replied by text asking to call me to arrange a booking. He called and you know the bastard "drop" called me, then had the cheek to text me asking me to call him back! I sent him a final text saying "Just stop right now. Find someone else to inflict yourself on. You'll receive no further response from me". That was it, he got the message.
Two phone calls today, am I available for bookings within an hour's notice. Both were refused. Clearly these guys are looking for cum buckets or they think I'm sitting around in hooker gear waiting for their bookings. Yes, the cash would be handy, but it's the principle of the matter here. I do have a life outside of escorting. I'm not at anyone's beck and call.
This week I'd like to go to the cinema and see "Big Mommas House - Like father like son", something like that. Looks like it'll be a funny comedy.
So on top of that I'm hoping I get to see a few clients this week. Seems like ages since I had a booking and I do enjoy entertaining clients, dressing up, being a temptress and the feel of crisp bank notes in the palm of my hand.
Well that's me over and out, time for a cuppa soup, my tummy is rumbling big time.
Catch you all sooner, rather than later *mwah*
I've been a bad girl, neglecting my blogging duties, but to be honest lately I can't be arsed to write a thing!
So.. what have I been up to?!
I went to Northampton over the weekend to visit a friend (let's call the Friend "X"). X is in a private secure mental unit. I'm always worried when visiting these places in case they decide to keep me in there.
How did X become a resident of such a place? Basically through lashing out, not engaging the brain before the fists, serious assault on a police officer, led X to Holloway. Whilst in prison X assaulted a prison officer. Together with an unstable background and other issues I won't go into led X to be sectioned and end up in a psychiatric unit where X was confined and medicated constantly. X eventually was transferred to a private provider in Northampton.
When visiting X, I was surprised at how dilated the pupils were. My goodness, they were almost as large as the eyeballs themselves, a sure sign of serious medication. X has been at this place for over 2 years and there's no set day for release. To me, this is worse than a prison sentence. At least if you're sentenced to 5 years imprisonment, you could be out in 2 on good behaviour. Being detained indefinitely must bear some similarities to life imprisonment.
It's quite scary really, looking at X's predicament. Knowing full well that I could easily have ended up in the same place had I not learned to engage my brain before my mouth or fists. Being the hot-headed fiery character I am, can lead one down a very slippery slope of virtually no return. It scares me at times.
The place where X is staying probably costs around 1 million a week to run. They have everything there. It looks like a celebrity retreat where they go to recover from drugs or nervous breakdowns. Church on site, swimming pool, shops, on site therapists and cooks, you name it they have it and brand spanking new. But whichever way you look at it, it's a mental secure unit. Freedom is priceless.
I had my first Indian takeaway meal (for this year) over the weekend. Honestly it was disgusting. I love Indian cuisine, but this was full of oil and everything was so sweet. I don't go for sugar in meat. It's either sweet or savoury. Sweet meat is not my thing! I ended up munching a pack of cream crackers a few hours later. I must say the restaurant around the corner from me does excellent cuisine, Indian, Nepalese and Sri Lankan cuisine. It's never greasy, full of flavour, nicely priced and of a high standard.
I had no bookings whatsoever for escorting last week. February has been a horrid month. One of the worst since I started escorting. The phone barely rang, when it did, it was time wasters. I wondered at one point if there was a problem with my phone line. That's how bad it was.
I guess guys are still feeling the pinch from Christmas, New Years, January sales, Valentines day and half-term for school. Pay day isn't until next week.
Yesterday I had a guy prolifically sending texts, when I replied by text asking to call me to arrange a booking. He called and you know the bastard "drop" called me, then had the cheek to text me asking me to call him back! I sent him a final text saying "Just stop right now. Find someone else to inflict yourself on. You'll receive no further response from me". That was it, he got the message.
Two phone calls today, am I available for bookings within an hour's notice. Both were refused. Clearly these guys are looking for cum buckets or they think I'm sitting around in hooker gear waiting for their bookings. Yes, the cash would be handy, but it's the principle of the matter here. I do have a life outside of escorting. I'm not at anyone's beck and call.
This week I'd like to go to the cinema and see "Big Mommas House - Like father like son", something like that. Looks like it'll be a funny comedy.
So on top of that I'm hoping I get to see a few clients this week. Seems like ages since I had a booking and I do enjoy entertaining clients, dressing up, being a temptress and the feel of crisp bank notes in the palm of my hand.
Well that's me over and out, time for a cuppa soup, my tummy is rumbling big time.
Catch you all sooner, rather than later *mwah*
Wednesday, 16 February 2011
Monday, 14 February 2011
Roses are red.. violets are blue..
Valentines day is commercialised crap
Created to drain the finances out of you
Happy Valentines Day LOL
This morning I awoke to a text from Tony, wishing me a happy valentines day, stating that he wished he could spend it with me. I responded by hitting the DELETE button. This is a guy that's called me previously for no particular reason, sounded pretty needy on the phone and wanted me to accompany him to a swingers party and participate for £50ph. Then proceeded to send me apologetic text messages the next day about how he was in a drunken stupor.
I received a call today from a woman, I think she said she was a working girl, asking about my rates for a three some over the weekend and if I'd be interested. Well that's a first! Never had a call from another working girl other than the mad crazy hardened hooker that harassed me for 2 months by calling virtually everyday until I installed a call blocker. Ironically, that all started with a few phonecalls and a threesome too. Any booking with another working girl, I'd definitely proceed with caution.
Other than that its been a very quiet day. My phone hasn't rang once for bookings, enquiries or phone chats. I did at one point wonder if my line was working, but I've had a few text messages so that's not the case.
Been feeling very fucking horny today. I can't even remember how many times I've jerked off. Need some more real cock very soon. A real cunt filler.. a nice long, thick, hard cock, accompanied with an experienced tongue.
That's all, nothing particularly exciting has happened in NT's world today.
So that's me, checking in and checking out.. yeah baby!! *mwah*
Created to drain the finances out of you
Happy Valentines Day LOL
This morning I awoke to a text from Tony, wishing me a happy valentines day, stating that he wished he could spend it with me. I responded by hitting the DELETE button. This is a guy that's called me previously for no particular reason, sounded pretty needy on the phone and wanted me to accompany him to a swingers party and participate for £50ph. Then proceeded to send me apologetic text messages the next day about how he was in a drunken stupor.
I received a call today from a woman, I think she said she was a working girl, asking about my rates for a three some over the weekend and if I'd be interested. Well that's a first! Never had a call from another working girl other than the mad crazy hardened hooker that harassed me for 2 months by calling virtually everyday until I installed a call blocker. Ironically, that all started with a few phonecalls and a threesome too. Any booking with another working girl, I'd definitely proceed with caution.
Other than that its been a very quiet day. My phone hasn't rang once for bookings, enquiries or phone chats. I did at one point wonder if my line was working, but I've had a few text messages so that's not the case.
Been feeling very fucking horny today. I can't even remember how many times I've jerked off. Need some more real cock very soon. A real cunt filler.. a nice long, thick, hard cock, accompanied with an experienced tongue.
That's all, nothing particularly exciting has happened in NT's world today.
So that's me, checking in and checking out.. yeah baby!! *mwah*
Sunday, 13 February 2011
Lazy Sunday.. weird callers..
Evening All..
Well for the best part of today.. no scrap that.. all of today I've been a lazy cow and lounged on the sofa all day. Yep all bloody day. Looked out the window, saw grey skies and thought fuck it, I can't be asked to do anything and nothing's planned, so the plan is/was to do nada!!
This morning I awoke to an email from Yahoo telling me I'd violated their T&C's and my account was at risk. LOL. Must've been my controversial blog yesterday as nothing else is out of the ordinary. Well.. if they boot me from Yahoo, I reckon I'll survive. I have a string of my own domain emails I can create and to be frank, no one ever talks to me on Yahoo unless I'm conducting a webcam show. Infact most of my shows are conducted on Direct Cam, MSN and Skype.
I've been pleasantly surprised at the positive and constructive support I've received since discussing my dilemna about PN. Onwards and upwards! I was anticipating a stream of unpleasant emails and responses to my blog as a backlash but have had nothing of the sort. So thanks very much to the supporters.
Today a guy called me, asking if he can see me for an incall when it clearly states the dates on my website for availability. When I said I was available for outcalls only today, he had the cheek to ask me if I'm up for a car meet. Car meet?? What the fuck!! Any guy mentions a car meet to me, the warning signals go off *BLING BLING.. RED ALERT RED ALERT.. POTENTIAL MANIAC.. CHEAP SKATE BASTARD.. CLAPPED OUT MOTOR.." I'll leave the car meets to the street walkers. I'm not climbing in the back of some broken down hatch back. I suppose he'd want a discount too or even for me to provide the car and drive to him HA! Needless to say the pleb has been and shall forever be relegated to the blocked list.
Had a few horny phone chats today. First guy said he was looking at my naughty nurse photos online. Wanted a role play with him being my dirty slut patient, pussy and arse worrship and then me getting ontop. Well I'd barely got to the "getting ontop" part when I heard him cumming. Honestly, I could've sworn blind the geezer was constipated or having some kind of seizure. Then the phone went dead. Strange but true!
Another one called, this is the same stupid fucker that called me in the Co-op a few weeks ago. "Oh Mistress.. are you interested in having a slave to rent out. My holes are really big. I keep them stretched with inflatable dildos. I can fit a 2 litre coke bottle in my arse. I can take deep fisting, just past your elbow. I love black cocks. If you want me to mess around with any pets, dogs, horses, I'm able to do that".
What a sick arse fantasist. I told him that I'd never entertain bestiality. I don't condone cruelty to animals. I played along with him on the other aspects. He thinks he's so smart, like I don't recognise his voice or know he's called and come on cam numerous times. Twat! I've already told him to make a booking with me, to use my strap-on and do some other crazy shit to him. It'll never happen, it's all in his head and that's the best place for it to stay. I mean who on God's earth is gonna lend me their pet for a session with this fool?! Would you? Not that I'd be able to watch, that's just disgusting! I think he told me all those things for the shock factor.
Friday a guy came to see me who I hadn't seen before. He sent me a text after booking, asking me not to wear any scented perfumes. I take that as "I'm married, my wife is a sniffer dog" type of thing. I was considering not washing my pussy, crack or armpits. Letting him have a marinated in yesterday's pussy juice fest, but thought better of it. Hmmn.. I like a fresh pussy and I can't be having him writing a field report saying oh the aroma was so strong, I could tell she hadn't washed down under. That might float his boat, but that ain't for everyone. Anyway I showered a few hours prior to his arrival and put some deoderant on. He said he wouldn't have minded if I hadn't used anything because he likes the natural smells. Well he might very well like that, but I'm not into smelling like a doner kebab on any of my bookings.. ugh!!
Moving on.. when he arrived he said "Oh I'm not really interested in penetration, I like to lick pussy, rim and worship arse". Requested I wear a crotchless body stocking. We're in a 69 position, my arse is covering his face. 20 minutes into our booking he's asking me for condoms. I thought I was hearing things, so I continued in 69. Again, I hear this muffled request asking for condoms. LOL. I felt like saying "Mate, you said you didn't want a fuck.. what the fuck has changed?!" But me.. I'm always up for a fuck, so I got the condoms and we had some really great sex. I guess I must've tempted him without intentionally tempting him.. if you know what I mean?! LOL. He did give me a very good orgasm working that tongue of his.
I finished him off with another 69 and him blowing his load into my mouth. Actually I wanted to get ontop and have a ride, but more often than not is the case that once I get my lips wrapped around a guy's cock, they like it too much for me to stop or they don't last long enough.
A regular came round the same evening. He's now virtually forbidden me to give him any BJ's. I'm permitted a quick lick. Think he fell prey to one too many of my BJ's and he's always determined to fuck me. Actually come to think of it, for me to fuck him. He likes to lay back and enjoy the ride and I set myself in cruise control. That's what he likes rather than full throttle. He always makes me cum with his tongue and I do enjoy his visits, especially when he brings me olives with a meditteranean sauce, feta cheese and cherry tomatoes. The man can't go wrong there.
Friday - Saturday was one of the worst hotel experiences ever. This hotel I'd stayed in previously but recently they'd refurbished it. The internet wasn't working and I had noisy neighbours. I was bored out of my skull once my two bookings had left and it was too late to go home. I can't do without my internet and mobile internet isn't the same. Tried my T-mobile dongle, that wasn't picking up a signal. I was fuming. Needless to say the manager has a 2 paged letter of complaint. If a hotel has no internet, I don't book it. So the way I see it is they took my money under deception. Still waiting for that credit refund. Bastards!!
I wonder what the week ahead will have in store for me. Let's wait and see eh?! Hopefully a few more interesting bookings and no car meets. This ain't Top Gear or Knight Rider and I ain't the Stig or Kit.
Catch you on the flip side *mwah*
Well for the best part of today.. no scrap that.. all of today I've been a lazy cow and lounged on the sofa all day. Yep all bloody day. Looked out the window, saw grey skies and thought fuck it, I can't be asked to do anything and nothing's planned, so the plan is/was to do nada!!
This morning I awoke to an email from Yahoo telling me I'd violated their T&C's and my account was at risk. LOL. Must've been my controversial blog yesterday as nothing else is out of the ordinary. Well.. if they boot me from Yahoo, I reckon I'll survive. I have a string of my own domain emails I can create and to be frank, no one ever talks to me on Yahoo unless I'm conducting a webcam show. Infact most of my shows are conducted on Direct Cam, MSN and Skype.
I've been pleasantly surprised at the positive and constructive support I've received since discussing my dilemna about PN. Onwards and upwards! I was anticipating a stream of unpleasant emails and responses to my blog as a backlash but have had nothing of the sort. So thanks very much to the supporters.
Today a guy called me, asking if he can see me for an incall when it clearly states the dates on my website for availability. When I said I was available for outcalls only today, he had the cheek to ask me if I'm up for a car meet. Car meet?? What the fuck!! Any guy mentions a car meet to me, the warning signals go off *BLING BLING.. RED ALERT RED ALERT.. POTENTIAL MANIAC.. CHEAP SKATE BASTARD.. CLAPPED OUT MOTOR.." I'll leave the car meets to the street walkers. I'm not climbing in the back of some broken down hatch back. I suppose he'd want a discount too or even for me to provide the car and drive to him HA! Needless to say the pleb has been and shall forever be relegated to the blocked list.
Had a few horny phone chats today. First guy said he was looking at my naughty nurse photos online. Wanted a role play with him being my dirty slut patient, pussy and arse worrship and then me getting ontop. Well I'd barely got to the "getting ontop" part when I heard him cumming. Honestly, I could've sworn blind the geezer was constipated or having some kind of seizure. Then the phone went dead. Strange but true!
Another one called, this is the same stupid fucker that called me in the Co-op a few weeks ago. "Oh Mistress.. are you interested in having a slave to rent out. My holes are really big. I keep them stretched with inflatable dildos. I can fit a 2 litre coke bottle in my arse. I can take deep fisting, just past your elbow. I love black cocks. If you want me to mess around with any pets, dogs, horses, I'm able to do that".
What a sick arse fantasist. I told him that I'd never entertain bestiality. I don't condone cruelty to animals. I played along with him on the other aspects. He thinks he's so smart, like I don't recognise his voice or know he's called and come on cam numerous times. Twat! I've already told him to make a booking with me, to use my strap-on and do some other crazy shit to him. It'll never happen, it's all in his head and that's the best place for it to stay. I mean who on God's earth is gonna lend me their pet for a session with this fool?! Would you? Not that I'd be able to watch, that's just disgusting! I think he told me all those things for the shock factor.
Friday a guy came to see me who I hadn't seen before. He sent me a text after booking, asking me not to wear any scented perfumes. I take that as "I'm married, my wife is a sniffer dog" type of thing. I was considering not washing my pussy, crack or armpits. Letting him have a marinated in yesterday's pussy juice fest, but thought better of it. Hmmn.. I like a fresh pussy and I can't be having him writing a field report saying oh the aroma was so strong, I could tell she hadn't washed down under. That might float his boat, but that ain't for everyone. Anyway I showered a few hours prior to his arrival and put some deoderant on. He said he wouldn't have minded if I hadn't used anything because he likes the natural smells. Well he might very well like that, but I'm not into smelling like a doner kebab on any of my bookings.. ugh!!
Moving on.. when he arrived he said "Oh I'm not really interested in penetration, I like to lick pussy, rim and worship arse". Requested I wear a crotchless body stocking. We're in a 69 position, my arse is covering his face. 20 minutes into our booking he's asking me for condoms. I thought I was hearing things, so I continued in 69. Again, I hear this muffled request asking for condoms. LOL. I felt like saying "Mate, you said you didn't want a fuck.. what the fuck has changed?!" But me.. I'm always up for a fuck, so I got the condoms and we had some really great sex. I guess I must've tempted him without intentionally tempting him.. if you know what I mean?! LOL. He did give me a very good orgasm working that tongue of his.
I finished him off with another 69 and him blowing his load into my mouth. Actually I wanted to get ontop and have a ride, but more often than not is the case that once I get my lips wrapped around a guy's cock, they like it too much for me to stop or they don't last long enough.
A regular came round the same evening. He's now virtually forbidden me to give him any BJ's. I'm permitted a quick lick. Think he fell prey to one too many of my BJ's and he's always determined to fuck me. Actually come to think of it, for me to fuck him. He likes to lay back and enjoy the ride and I set myself in cruise control. That's what he likes rather than full throttle. He always makes me cum with his tongue and I do enjoy his visits, especially when he brings me olives with a meditteranean sauce, feta cheese and cherry tomatoes. The man can't go wrong there.
Friday - Saturday was one of the worst hotel experiences ever. This hotel I'd stayed in previously but recently they'd refurbished it. The internet wasn't working and I had noisy neighbours. I was bored out of my skull once my two bookings had left and it was too late to go home. I can't do without my internet and mobile internet isn't the same. Tried my T-mobile dongle, that wasn't picking up a signal. I was fuming. Needless to say the manager has a 2 paged letter of complaint. If a hotel has no internet, I don't book it. So the way I see it is they took my money under deception. Still waiting for that credit refund. Bastards!!
I wonder what the week ahead will have in store for me. Let's wait and see eh?! Hopefully a few more interesting bookings and no car meets. This ain't Top Gear or Knight Rider and I ain't the Stig or Kit.
Catch you on the flip side *mwah*
Saturday, 12 February 2011
Punternet.. or should I say Cunt.. Err,.. Net?! Promoting a Whiter Net??
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Monday, 7 February 2011
Advertising, Blocking Morons & Jacking Off.. Another day in NT's world!!
Evening All..
Been so busy today registering with yet more directories and getting myself listed. It seems like a never ending job. Trying to get listed on the infamous Punternet is becoming near on impossible. I put in an ad last week and it was deleted. I was careful not to contravene T&C's. No explanation was given, it just disappeared after I awaited approval for one bloody week! I'm beginning to think there's some kind of conspiracy going on as a client tried to submit a field report for me and that was rejected too.
Apparently I'm on the "No Reports List". What the fuck is that?! And more importantly.. How the fuck did I get there?! After sending an email to the administrator last month, I'm still none the wiser. I certainly didn't ask to be put there, or request that no field reports be submitted for me and I don't partake in "risque" services such as bare back sex. Yes, I am on Adult Work, but so are 90% of the women advertising on Punternet. It wouldn't bother me so much if the administrator had the decency to respond and let me know what the problem is. Also because it's meant to be a rather good site when it comes to attracting business this is the only reason I persist, but hey, if I can't get onto Punternet, life goes on. I've put in another ad, waiting for approval so if this one mysteriously disappears, then I bloody well give up!
I was meant to host incalls today, but of the calls that came through, none materialised into bookings, so I cancelled it.
I received a text message today from someone along the lines of "Hi, I know you're mad at me, but I was wondering if I can have a booking, if you can come and visit me today?" The entry in my phone is logged as "Block" and I have no idea who it is, so needless to say I deleted that text without a response. If you end up in the blocked list, then you're permanently relegated there and I don't question who the hell you are after I put you there, it's as simple as that LOL. Same with those put on block or ignore in MSN or Skype, I never go into the managed block users list, if you're there, you're there until Kingdom come!
Oh, another thing, the memory on my phone is full for the auto-reject list so I can't add any further numbers to it. That's a bloody bummer! That facility is so handy. Rather than have the fuckers ringing my phone constantly and ignoring it. So looks like I'll have to go out and buy an android phone at some stage because I need more than 100 entries, more like 1000 for the blocked list.
Today I've been feeling really horny. I've spent most of it jacking off. Goodness gracious me. Hardly a productive day. I need a good seeing to and sooner rather than later.
The twitter followers are starting to increase and a few twitters are tweeting at me!! Whoa.. LOL. I have at present 22 followers and I'm following 42.
No one's following my blog, but hey I know people are reading it, after looking at the stats I'm not feeling so alone, like I'm writing to a mass void, which is encouraging to say the least.
Tomorrow perhaps I'll speak about a topic, but today's blog is for waffling.. and indeed I am good at that.
So I'm off.. to watch Family Guy and eat some more cream crackers.
Ciao ciao *mwah*
Been so busy today registering with yet more directories and getting myself listed. It seems like a never ending job. Trying to get listed on the infamous Punternet is becoming near on impossible. I put in an ad last week and it was deleted. I was careful not to contravene T&C's. No explanation was given, it just disappeared after I awaited approval for one bloody week! I'm beginning to think there's some kind of conspiracy going on as a client tried to submit a field report for me and that was rejected too.
Apparently I'm on the "No Reports List". What the fuck is that?! And more importantly.. How the fuck did I get there?! After sending an email to the administrator last month, I'm still none the wiser. I certainly didn't ask to be put there, or request that no field reports be submitted for me and I don't partake in "risque" services such as bare back sex. Yes, I am on Adult Work, but so are 90% of the women advertising on Punternet. It wouldn't bother me so much if the administrator had the decency to respond and let me know what the problem is. Also because it's meant to be a rather good site when it comes to attracting business this is the only reason I persist, but hey, if I can't get onto Punternet, life goes on. I've put in another ad, waiting for approval so if this one mysteriously disappears, then I bloody well give up!
I was meant to host incalls today, but of the calls that came through, none materialised into bookings, so I cancelled it.
I received a text message today from someone along the lines of "Hi, I know you're mad at me, but I was wondering if I can have a booking, if you can come and visit me today?" The entry in my phone is logged as "Block" and I have no idea who it is, so needless to say I deleted that text without a response. If you end up in the blocked list, then you're permanently relegated there and I don't question who the hell you are after I put you there, it's as simple as that LOL. Same with those put on block or ignore in MSN or Skype, I never go into the managed block users list, if you're there, you're there until Kingdom come!
Oh, another thing, the memory on my phone is full for the auto-reject list so I can't add any further numbers to it. That's a bloody bummer! That facility is so handy. Rather than have the fuckers ringing my phone constantly and ignoring it. So looks like I'll have to go out and buy an android phone at some stage because I need more than 100 entries, more like 1000 for the blocked list.
Today I've been feeling really horny. I've spent most of it jacking off. Goodness gracious me. Hardly a productive day. I need a good seeing to and sooner rather than later.
The twitter followers are starting to increase and a few twitters are tweeting at me!! Whoa.. LOL. I have at present 22 followers and I'm following 42.
No one's following my blog, but hey I know people are reading it, after looking at the stats I'm not feeling so alone, like I'm writing to a mass void, which is encouraging to say the least.
Tomorrow perhaps I'll speak about a topic, but today's blog is for waffling.. and indeed I am good at that.
So I'm off.. to watch Family Guy and eat some more cream crackers.
Ciao ciao *mwah*
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