Title: Hello everyone, it's Tuesday. I get up every day determined..

Message: Hello everyone, it's Tuesday. I get up every day determined to have one fuck of a good time. It can make planning my day difficult. Got a lot done already. I went to the docs, got that over with, got dressed, and canceled my appointment with my trainer because he keeps changing times like I'm on his schedule. Wrong. I feel like I'm waiting for something that isn't going to happen with him. Time to move on. Indeed there is a penis somewhere standing at attention waiting for me. I will find it. Enjoy these pics. I took them thirty minutes ago. No filters, no BS editing. Just me. I have a video I will put up later tonight, so watch for that. Well, I am making a video. I don't really have it yet, but give me time! Let's see what's going on? Is there any porn stars anymore? I can't think of one name that anyone would really know? I keep seeing all these girls ending up in the slammer, rehab, dead, that were in porn. They should have to pass a drug and mental health test to shoot porn these days. Someone said I should write erotica, not porn. The difference between erotica and porn is lighting. I have lighting, so I figure I might as well use it. Some people say I am the reason they smile sometimes. Others say I am the reason they drink. I'm good either way. I never go to bed angry. I prefer to stay up and slug it out. Holding onto anger is like drinking Clorox and expecting the other person to die. Remember, I said that, it's a Buddha moment. People ask me about personal training. I am not sure my style is considered up to par with the industry standard. Here's my workout routine. Get up at like 6:30 am or so. Drink coffee and a five-hour energy. Go to McDonald's and get a sausage egg and cheese McMuffin and two hashbrowns with a Coke. Watch TV. Drink another 5-hour energy. Skip shower, makeup, and hair because unless you go to the gym to do some cupcake fruit loop shit, you're gonna need one afterward. Put on anything that is remotely clean and resembles gym wear. Usually, something bought at Target or Walmart will do. Go to the gym. Get annoyed at all the fruit loops prancing around the gym doing something you see on an infomercial. Pick up some weights, the kind that if you let go of them, they will fall to the floor and make noise. Do some weird shit with said weights till I am tired. Go home. If anyone would like some personal training/nutrition advice, I am obviously overqualified. This should get some hate mail.