OK, this has not been the best week for me. I caught a nasty flu/cold/thing in Vegas. Come home to find out that my grandfather is in the hospital, then that he died. So I’m not really in the mood to play. Nor really, should I pass on this nasty whatsit to poor unsuspecting playthings.

So WHY would I catch attitude when I cancel or refuse to see someone this week? I’m not a fricken machine. It’s not like I can turn off my nose and my emotions and plunk along script order 6B in which you, stranger on the other end of the phone is captured by boss/neighbor/alien and tortured and/or turned into a slut.

Would you really want to pay $200 to spend time with someone who’s mind is somewhere else? Or do you think I’m making up this in order to get out of spending time with you and/or taking your hard earned cash? I know your libido runs your life, but it doesn’t run mine.

Puh Lease.

Are these the same creapo’s who get irritated when I’m not interested in their fetish (which is usually something to do with poop).

Really. If you call me, and I say I’m not feeling well and I’m not taking apointments, would it really be too much to ask for you just to say, “Ah, I hope you feel better soon” and leave it at that? Sending me a book or DVD from my Amazon wish list would thrill me no end. Pouting and asking if I’m sure then getting pissy, yeah, not the way to my heart.