Tuesday, November 27, 2007
Time waits for noone
My colleague died this morning. He felt unwell on Thursday, and went into hospital on Friday. He was in a coma on Saturday, and on life support until this morning.
My thoughts are with his family. His eldest child is eight years old.
It has all happened so quickly, I am so shocked. He was in his mid forties, and gone.
My last memory of him, was joking around on Thursday, little did I know, that I would never see him again.
My thoughts are with his family. His eldest child is eight years old.
It has all happened so quickly, I am so shocked. He was in his mid forties, and gone.
My last memory of him, was joking around on Thursday, little did I know, that I would never see him again.
Labels: Black escort, London, Thoughts
Friday, November 16, 2007
Mexican women prisoners turned into sex workers
It looks like the head of Santa Martha prison is pimping out the women inmates, and taking them to local male prisons.
So, the women inmates make some money, but can they, say no to this.
Have a great weekend, it is frosty in London.
Labels: News, Sexworkers, statesman.com
Saturday, November 10, 2007
Bloggers who bare all online
This is a great article on the value of privacy for bloggers.
I blog about parts of my life, and some stuff I do not wish to make public for obvious reasons. Some of my readers feel that I am not an open book, and I like it that way.
I think that you put yourself in a vulnerable position, making your whole life public, as mentioned in the article. The internet can be a dangerous place.
Update
Divadykediary had been added to my sidebar, pay her a visit.
Labels: Blogging, guardian, News
Thursday, November 01, 2007
Too close for comfort part 2
I met a new client on Monday, and had another too close for comfort experience.
We talked a lot, and he mentioned where he worked, and who he worked for. As he told me about his job, I realised I knew his boss very well. I know his boss from my day job, and my heart started beating like hell. I do not think that he picked up that I was uncomfortable, and I hope I gave nothing away. He asked me about my day job, and I gave him a cover story. Those of you who know me, know that I do not like my two worlds to collide.
The plan now, is to be careful around his boss, and to avoid as many meetings as possible, as I do not want to bump into this client. I will not see this client again either, as it is too risky.
I met two of my cousins last week, who I had not seen in over fifteen years. We laughed about how we would have walked past each other on the street, not knowing that we were related. For a moment, I thought if either of them had called me up for a booking, I would not know they were family. The thought of it, makes me ill.
Labels: Black escort, London, Thoughts
