No more work! No more listening to Anne’s bitching! No deadlines! No neckties, wool dress slacks, black socks, or dress shoes that pinch! No commute!
As of 5pm yesterday, I’m free free free! For ten whole days!
I need to do a shitload of laundry right now, then pack up some of it, then around 6pm my pumpkin pie will pick me up and bring me back to her place for some light sex and an early bedtime. We’ll need to be up at about 5:30 tomorrow morning, when we’ll pack up her car to go to Wood’s Hole. We have an 8:15 ferry reservation on the ferry to Martha’s Vineyard. We probably can’t check in to the hotel until noon, so we’ll have to shop, beach, and backseat lovemake for three hours.
Seven whole days there!
We’ll be a block from the Black Dog Bakery and Cafe, two blocks from a great beach, a couple of miles from dozens of seafood restaurants, and spitting distance from all sorts of fun.
We’ll get to the nude beach where we can romp around buck naked and free, about as opposite from Necktie World as you can get.
And if the weather sucks? My GF just got a Brazilian wax. I’ll be tongue-deep in bald pussy.
Does it get any better than this?
Well, yeah. I’ve got a shitload of laundry to do right now. And packing. But by tomorrow night, I’ll be chowing down on crab legs, sea air, and shorn pussy.
VA-CA-SHUN!!! WOOT!
(I didn’t know that there were any in MA…)