I’m officially on the road to Palm Springs. I’m staying at a friends place south of San Francisco, kinda bored out of my mind because all she does is Blackberry (crackberry), twitter, etc. She has a super high power stressful job in the tech industry, but I made this a special stop to visit her because she is a dear friend from college.
She said she was going to take the day off, which means checking her crackberry every 15 minutes for emails and stuff. Pretty difficult to go for a walk out in nature which we did but with her involved in emails. I don’t know how people who do this kind of job survive. She works long hours and essentially dedicates her life to her work because there is no rest on the weekends either. When does she or any of the male tech geeks get time to masturbate, have sex, enjoy life?
I’m now very thankful that I liveĀ much slower paced life and can enjoy my time off and weekends and vacations totally incommunicado from my work colleagues. It’s needed for my happiness.
Today I head down the California coast to Grover Beach/Pismo Beach. I bought a jar of albolene yesterday for the drive and for my time in Palm Springs. Getting closer and closer to my masturbation weekend. Can’t wait!
A few large penises to ponder now.