Dear Diary,

It's been a while since I was last on here. I've been too busy working, reading, and writing articles for Starpulse.com. You can read all of my Starpulse articles by clicking here. I've been very tired lately. Haven't been getting 8 hours a sleep every night. Maybe 4 or 5 hours. This is because I've been looking for other jobs at night on Craigslist and entertainment websites. I am not happy with my current job because I'm getting paid an hourly wage close to minimum wage. And it feels like I'm cold calling the same companies everyday. So I've decided that this will be my last month working there and I am looking at some other jobs in sales or customer service. I have been also looking at some comedy writing jobs. Last month I applied for a writer/research assistant position on the Jimmy Fallon Show. Unfortunately, I was notified by e-mail that the position had been filled. I was never even called in to be interviewed. Son of a bitches! I'm optimistic that I'll find a comedy writing position in the entertainment industry in the future. But for now, I'm a damn telemarketer. I hate that word telemarketer. It makes me want to vomit in my mouth. I prefer Inside Sales Representative or Account executive.
The only exciting thing that has been going on in my life is sex. In the past few months I've engaged in sexual activity with strippers and escorts. I've had a great time with these ladies. They've made me happy after a long day of work and they've satisfied my big friend in my pants. I'd like to salute those strippers and escorts that I've seen in the last few months and congratulate them for making men all over New York City climax. Thank you sex workers. I think I'm going to go to bed now and watch some TV. I'll be back on here maybe in the next week or so. Goodnight!