Anyone who knows me at all is aware that I need a break from the industry for a while.

It seems with age and an unsustainable work ethic that wont quit, my body just doesnt want to cooperate like it did when I was 18. Every week something decides to crap out on me, usually my skin or my money maker and frankly the occupational hazards of selling my boot-ay have become much too burdensome.

Hats off to those women that can sustain full-time sex work. What gutsy, tough bitches you must be. Kudos to you.

Full time sex work takes such a toll on the body. I am literally suffering from some ailment nearly every week which seriously impacts my earnings - especially when I have to take entire weeks off to recover. Now Im at the point where I bite the bullet and soldier on despite feeling absolutely exhausted but my body cannot sustain another year of this.

So from December Im outies. Perhaps Il continue seeing regulars, this isnt entirely off the cards. Make me an offer I cant refuse and well talk business.

PS: No apostrophe key still. Could buy a PC but still on this neurotic savings buzz where I cant seem to justify forking out so much when I have a semi functioning PC which does everything I need it to do - except providing me with an apostrophe key.

Its the miser in me. Growing up in a penny pinching family has sorta rubbed off on me a bit. Its that whole *make do with what youve got* attitude I guess. Ha ha I can still remember wearing these horrible shoes that had gone from my sister to my brother to me and by the time I got them, they had these gaping holes in the toe which were terrible in winter. My mother fixed them by sealing the hole with pieces of cardboard but cardboard is never a match for a puddle.
To this day I still Macgyver my shoes together.

Anyway will be blogging a whole lot more so return often.

Churr. x

PPS:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7cn9ZSLRFBY
The woman in this vid is my androgynous female crush. The song is killer too. xx

Link: http://www.rebeccaadams.co.nz

Letters From Working Girls is an online project that launched on January 14, 2008, and ended on January 14, 2009. The project was created by Susannah Breslin, a journalist and blogger.

The Letters Project includes Letters from Johns, Letters from Working Girls, and Letters from Men Who Watch Pornography.

Reviews: “A Web site which gives men a chance to write anonymously about the complicated reasons they buy sex.” – Newsweek. “

[A]n online collection of purportedly real letters from sex workers and their customers.” – TIME.

“…[R]iveting reading.” – Susie Bright’s Journal.

Here are the links:
http://lettersfromworkinggirls.blogspot.com/
http://lettersfromwatchers.blogspot.com/
http://lettersfromjohns.blogspot.com/

Enjoy!

Link: http://www.rebeccaadams.co.nz

Wow.
Some of you guys are wicked cool.
No really. No I dont say that to all the boys, I truly mean it when I say…some of you guys are foxy!
The days I truly love my jobs are the days when I meet some truly extraordinary men. Its fantastic interacting with you guys and hearing your stories. Finding out where you came from and what crazy route you too that got you from working your nine to five to being butt naked in front of me.

That is pretty much all I have to say.
Its late (or early…its 1am).
I have to wash off my makeup and then curl up in my super big bed to catch up on my beauty sleep.

Au Revoir mon freres (5th form french…it could be totally wrong but i cant really be bothered googling it. Email me if you find out).

Also…I realise that this entire text lacks apostrophes…Theres a reason for that.
My apostrophe button doesnt work.

So until next time,

Over and out *hat tilt*

Link: http://www.rebeccaadams.co.nz

What had been a somewhat mottled year recently took a turn for the better, much to my merriment.
Finally my quest for long term accommodation came to an end after what seemed like an endless and futile search. It was beginning to really dampen my spirits, especially since the achievement of nearly any of my goals is dependent on me getting that huge hurdle out of the way.
Don’t you hate that? When you have a bunch of goals you really want/need to achieve…yet you can’t because there is one thing constantly hampering your progress. Argh, isn’t it frustrating!?! There is a chance, dear reader, that you may be experiencing this situation now and doesn’t it piss you off?
Well anyway, finally, I have found my apartment. Thank god for that.

…with the addition of new photos and services.
There will be a sight rate change and the site will generally look a hell of a lot cooler.
Expect that to be up mid May.

In other news, life has been otherwise normal.
Ive been plodding along, trying to remain focussed and motivated when I am, by nature, a rather lazy person.
I think I was a sloth in another life….or a sea anenome.

Have stayed at nearly every hotel in Auckland city now. If you ever need hotel advice, just gimme a bell. Im some kind of guru on the subject.

My phone has been playing up.
Rawr.
Annoying.
It has been a bit weird about sending or receiving texts. Sorry if youve attempted to contact me unsuccessfully.

So…on a complete side note, turns out Tiger Woods is in the news again for…get this…attending a nickleback concert instead of staying at home to work things out.
Theyre his friends apparently…
No wonder. Chad Krueger is renowned for being an absolute twat, not to mention he makes some seriously painful music. Im not surprised hes a good friend of Tiger Woods.
Hey but Im not knocking his golfing abilities, even if he only came 4th in the masters.

This entry is reading more like a letter, mainly because I dont have a lot else to say…

Its frustrating because sometimes I have these awesome ideas for a new blog and then POOF theyre gone.
I should really write them down somewhere.

Anyway I am bored. Ive had nearly no bookings.
Come visit me. Keep me company even. I bought new fancy coffee even. Self frothing and everything!

xx

Sometimes I read reviews and wonder why the reviewer bothered writing it at all.

In my opinion, reviews should only ever be written if:
- The service was particularly exceptional
- The service was crap, or there was an element of the service which warranted some kind of alarm.

Everything else is useless fluff.

Friday April 16, 09:36 AM

Hef calls sex addiction a copout
By Bang!Showbiz

Hugh Hefner doesn’t believe in sex addiction.
The Playboy magazine founder - who has famously enjoyed relationships with multiple girlfriends at the same time - claims the condition is just a “cop out” excuse for adultery.

He said: “I think by and large it’s a cop out. I think ’sex addiction’ is a convenient phrase for what is really an obsession. ADVERTISEMENT

“Sex is not like a drug or alcohol. It doesn’t affect the physicality in the same way. But it can become very obsessive.

“Neurotic people can do very foolish things. People make choices. Most people who cheat do it because they think they can get away with it.”

Hugh, 84, recently revealed he had parted ways with twin girlfriends Kristina and Karissa Shannon because his relationship with 23-year-old Crystal Harris is getting serious.

The media mogul - who has been wed twice - admits he is focusing all his energies on making Crystal happy, but is worried if they ever decide to marry, their relationship will change.

He added to AskMen.com: “I think the most important component of a relationship is honesty and paying attention to the person - what your mate has in mind and what they really want and need. You have to find ways to make it fresh.

“For example, tonight I am taking Crystal and a couple of her girlfriends out to see ‘Alice In Wonderland’. That isn’t something I would do on my own, but I’m doing it for my girl because I love her and I want to keep her happy because she keeps me happy.

“I’m a romantic and I’m in a very good relationship with Crystal, and I want to keep that as it is. If that requires marriage, then I may get married. But my own inclination is to try to keep the relationship as it is now.”

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It is now:
021 027 23437

Sorry to those who have been trying to contact me. I haven’t been ignoring you!

Link: http://lifestyle.msn.co.nz/blog.aspx?blogentryid=623763&showcomments=true

After reading an article that reported New Zealand’s females were the most promiscuous in the world, I was left wondering if committed and meaningful relationships are on the outer.

I’m not going to sit here and judge the NZ female population, but an average of 20.4 sexual partners in a lifetime seems like a rather high figure. Earlier research by psychologist Norman R Brown at the University of Alberta found the average number of sexual partners US women reported was 8.6 by their late forties, which seems quite low in contrast.

Yes, averages are taken out of context, especially when considering some people wait for marriage to do the deed, while others happily bed masses of people, just for the thrill.

Regardless of extremes, the article caused debate and I’m interested to see if New Zealand’s ladies really are any different from the vast majority of the world’s population.

I certainly wouldn’t have thought so. And, if they’re not any different from other women, what does this promiscuous label mean? Is it fear of commitment? Do they just want to let loose and have a good time? Or, are they naive and repeat suckers for blokes’ schemes to get them into bed?

I don’t harbour a double-standard. I think quality is better than quantity whether you’re guy or girl. A few partners gives you relationship experience without a great deal of baggage, and from personal observations, the people with less partners and in genuinely meaningful relationships are far happier and fulfilled than the ones trawling the clubs every weekend in the hopes of a drunken lay.

My impression of this promiscuous reputation is that guys will love it — at first anyway. The reaction will be, “Awesome, I’m hitting the bars tonight and getting some play!”

But at what cost?

What if you meet someone you consider relationship-worthy only to find out they’re playing the field themselves? Will you respect them? If you have the right to look for easy sex, so do they.

Perhaps in the current cultural climate long-term relationships are a turn-off and stink of hard work. It is possible people are becoming so much busier with their own lives that making a relationship work simply gets too stressful.

While that notion holds an element of truth, I think when used as an excuse it’s a cop-out. That attitude is frequently held by those afraid to get hurt or too self-indulgent to worry about anyone other than themselves.

Of course it’s easier to get some brief satisfaction than commit to someone who may require more of your time than a few hours on the weekend. However, it hardly seems like sustainable behaviour for any long period of time.

Nothing of great value comes easily, and there is such thing as too much of a good thing. I’m just unsure if New Zealand’s values and needs are changing, and if they are, do flings appear more exciting than getting to know someone on a more complex level?

I fear the majority of people that recklessly jump from bed to bed will only find themselves alone. But, like most things, this is up for debate.

Are Kiwi girls deserving of the promiscuous label? What has happened to longer relationships? Have your say below.

by Simon West

It’s 7am and I’m up because my wisdom tooth has decided to flare up again. 5th time lucky it seems. I’ve successfully kept it at bay for a year and finally it’s mutated into some super-infection and has flared up lke you wouldn’t believe.
SO…it seems a few days off work will now become a week and a bit. Fun times.