Turns out I'm dating a Pro...
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I have piles of updates. Piles. I'll unpack a couple and only add more if there's some interest. As I sat down to give an update, the following is the first vignette that came to mind, so I'll start here.
About six months ago, I was at a tradeshow in Vegas. I hate Vegas, especially when you're there under a professional pretense. The glitz and glamour is a thin veneer on top of an utter shit city—soulless and hollow.
Despite my distaste of Vegas, it's undeniably a sex-charged place, which will make even the most saintly of eyes wonder. It's not surprising that Vegas has whatever vice you want, but I've never really been drawn to escorts (other than the one I accidentally dated, of course... ). Diseases aside, the hyper-transactional nature of those encounters is a major turn-off. Chemistry with a six is infinitely preferable to an indifferent ten.
That said, on day five of this hellscape of swag and faux corporate enthusiasm, my persistent junk was ready to roll the dice if you will.