Red wine
Nasty porno
Hangover cures
MAC's Red Russian lipstick
And my silver bullet vibrator, the only sex toy I've ever needed.
Most of all, I'm thankful to all of you for continuing to read my writing, even when I'm not writing about getting stuffed like a Thanksgiving turkey. I'm going out of town, but I'll see you next week.
HAPPY THANKSGIVING! (May you use all five fingers.)
33 comments:
CCG:
Some competition from across the pond:
http://www.newsoftheworld.co.uk/1811_anderton.shtml
What's up with that?
have a good one! enjoy the holidayz.
Happy thanksgiving!
That is a short cord...
Happy Thanksgiving! (not actually sure what that holiday's all about, but Americans seem to enjoy it, so all power to them.) Am I the only person who actually prefers it when you aren't writing about getting stuffed like a turkey?
Mari:
I hope not. Thanks! My hits have gone up, but I tend to get hung up on the comments like "you're boring" or "back to the hooker stories".
the joy:
You're right; mine's longer. I would look like a velociraptor trying to masturbate with that thing.
A cornucopia of talents you possess, my dear. Happy Holidays!
What's up with Thanksgiving? We see it all the time on American TV shows, but no one has ever told me what it's about, other than eating turkeys.
Hey foreigners:
Wikipedia says: Thanksgiving, or Thanksgiving Day, is a traditional North American holiday to give thanks at the conclusion of the harvest season. The Thanksgiving holiday was established as a national day of giving thanks and praise to God.
We have this whole story about how we came over and the Native Americans generously shared their food with us and we all ate together and that was the first Thanksgiving. After that, we killed them and ran them off their land.
These days we mostly just eat a lot and say what we're thankful for.
First post from this lurker and all I have to say is that I own MAC Red Russian too.
Russian Red is gorgeous, but have you tried Ruby Woo?
Popsicles? Really? I generally stick to a cocktail of Emergen-C coupled with egg sandwiches.
Ah, thanks for clearing that up CC, much appreciated. We should have something like that too. Like how the Maori ate the Maoriori, and then the Europeans came and fooled the Maori into signing a treaty that ripped the natives off. Oh wait...it's called Waitangi Day.
Popsicles cure hangovers? Awesome. I never knew.
Also - I enjoy both the stuffing and non-stuffing posts, so count me in the happy-either-way category.
Thanksgiving is a Northamerican tradition. And the turkey as well. But I am honest: After 10 years I can not see turkeys anymore.
There are not many choices. Turkey or ham, or ham or turkey.
When we invited people in the last years we broke with the tradition and we made lamb or shrimps on spagetti or whatever, something different. And the people liked it. "Great idea, may I have the receipe?"
But next year it was the same. They are a l l unable to make anything different...
Cheers!
You're far from dumb, but your writing is terribly lucid and the occasional misspellings haunt the blog.
I'm sorry you have this terrible, soul-limiting secret. I'm sorry you're so enamored with the lifestyle you've built that you lack the ability (and good conscience) to simply STEP BACK and see life for what it could be.
I admire the power you employ with your 'skills' but I pity the way you allowed your envy to navigate your life. I'm not a religious person, for the record. Life can be SO MUCH MORE than you're allowing it to be. Money? Seriously? That?
It's really not that big of a deal, ultimately - as there are thousands of hookers in this country and they serve a need of the public. I believe legalizing prostitution in some areas is fine. However, the way that you've managed to utilize slippery word choice to veil some seriously sad tales-of-the-self is... regrettable. You're not a bad person, of course... but you owe it to yourself and to your readers to be less self-absorbed. Yes, you are conceited - hiding between a paragraph about being an ugly duckling in school is fucking amateur.
Life is more important than wanting a taxi driver to wish he could fuck you. You think that takes talent? Looks? He wants to fuck you because he looks at you and knows, if he has enough money - he can. You are worth more than any man could pay. Act like it.
@ Anonymous
"you owe it to yourself and to your readers to be less self-absorbed."
How you can understand other people
if you don't understand yourself?
How you can love other people if you don't love yourself?
To be self-absorbed is the first step to understand what is in your head and in other peoples head, or --- what happens between your legs and other peoples legs.
hey other anonymous, lick my anus and leave cc alone. that is one damn long comment. i bet you got off to it, sticky fingers. waste that time on my anus instead. i'm getting off to the thought of it.
love,
s nice anonymous.
AKA
Jesus.
Happy Turkey Day -- although I probably won't be getting much turkey this year. I guess I will have to settle for KFC. It's a bird so that's close enough I guess.
As for Anon #1:
"but you owe it to yourself and to your readers to be less self-absorbed"
Be less "self-absorbed" on her own personal blog? You got to be fucking kidding me.
CC-
you are amazing, and i am almost positive beautiful. don't listen to that anonymous comment--the most that i can say about him, is that he is probably a guy and doesn't understand. since coming to new york, i too have expirienced first hand what it feels like to watch the eyes of a man look you up and down, and follow your body as you cross the street. it feels fucking powerful. exactly the way giving head feels. you are simply doing what everybody secretly wishes that they had the balls to do--me included. money is important, it makes a person feel important, it validates them if you will--and anyone who says money isn't important, has either grown up around it so doesn't know what it feels like not have it, or has never had to pay his/her own bills.
keep up the good work love, your blog is wonderful and i like that you're posting non-sex stories as well--but please, don't lose the sex stories you have so many people living vicarously through you to think about.
happy thanksgiving love--may your secret not consume you as they have so many other people in the past.
I'm thankful for red wine too. :) Maybe I need to try the lipstick. Happy Thanksgiving! Hope you have a wonderful day!
Hey anonymous poster from Nov 21 12:31 PM what's that all about? First off when anyone writes a blog it's bound to be self absorbed.We want to read what she has to say! Duh.
WTF? If you don't like the channel you're on,then change it.You don't HAVE to read it, dumbass.
And besides,what would the world be without your "self absorbed" writers? perhaps we wouldn't have:
Oscar Wilde,William S. Burroughs,no Catcher On The Rye,No other classic writings by ANY Beat poets,no Jane Austin(she mis-spelled things in her writings by the way too),Allen Ginsburg or anything else that could be taken as "self absorbed"...gee whiz,get a blog yourself will ya? You think she's conceited too? I think a person has to have some kind of nerve to write on here,and LET PEOPLE like you make hurtful comments,and allow your post on here!. And the things about "stepping back",well,I think she's doing just that by writing this blog and airing out her personal life before us. She doesn't think doing what she does is the best thing in the world,and she's said that in so many ways...It's her forum! Hmm, not stepping back huh? I think she writes this,and reads all of the comments and takes it all in,and thinks about what she's doing,and still makes it funny.
Your the chickenshit making a stupid swipe at her. How intelligent!
My friend died yesterday on Thanksgiving Day. Life is very short; enjoy your life and good health while you have it. At the same time be responsible to yourself and to others because actions have consequences. Thank you for sharing the good and the bad with your readers.
I'm thankful for some of the same things...but I won't say which ones!
I sat up until 4am on the 18th reading your blog in its entirety. I was glad to check back today to find a new entry.
You are intelligent and have a gift for prose. Keep the posts coming!
(I also prefer the non-stuffing blogs as well).
Cheers this holiday season!
Anon12:13,
It's her personal blog. Honestly, what part of "personal" do you not understand? She can write about getting fucked in a tub of pudding if that's what's going on in her life, and if you don't enjoy it, don't read it. This blog is about an interesting aspect of her life, you don't know CCG in real life and I'm sure that she doesn't spend every minute of her days thinking about random strangers fucking her. And if she does, fabulous, to each her own. It's not conceited to care about one's attractiveness, it's human nature.
As for money and envy; have you ever been a college student living in a city? Do you know what it's like to have difficulties getting a job that doesn't pay enough for you to even cover the necessary things you need to live (like shampoo, toilet paper, etc.)? College is expensive, textbooks for one semester can run almost $800, a single credit can cost $1,000 and CCG didn't have the ability to run to mommy and daddy for extra cash. She took matters into her own hands and started her own business. Just because she became a callgirl and your idea of a business is selling lemonade, doesn't mean that she sold herself short. If anything, judging by her posts, she's a strong, intelligent, and talented young woman who didn't let herself be defined by her career choice. You say you have no issues with prostitution, however, you seem to be degrading the choice to be one. So perhaps you're the one with the problem.
CCG- That lipstick is divine!
This year I'm most thankful for finding Confessions of a College Callgirl's blog!
(Oh yeah...red wine and nasty porn are good too.)
Ok first off I hope this post does not come off dumb or weird. I just wanted to say that I some how found your blog and could not stop reading until I had read your posts from January to November. I believe you stated in a post about not really knowing who the real you is anymore. I think your post reflect the "you" that really is you: a very funny, intelligent, sarcastic, gives the best head (you should go pro, lol)college girl who happens to be making money by having sex. Your stories seem to act as a grounding tool in keeping the real you alive in the midst of being a professional. I can not count how many times I "lol" at your personality bleeding out of your post. I think the real you is found reading this post and typing a response. We as humans try to escape a lot of things, but never end up escaping our personality. All of this is just my measly two cents of what I got from your blog. By the way you should right a book. That may seem like a daunting task ,but I think you have enough stories to fill up the blank pages to make one.
all right so, if you're going to leave some kind of diatribe, don't diss this girl for what she has chosen to do, moreover, don't write some crap about trying to save her, she doesn't need saving you stupid wankers, unlike you, she has a life, for fuck's sake, let her, and fellow readers, enjoy it.
are you back in cornpone country for the holidays? Would love to hear any musings form your stay if so.
awersome blog BTW, and thanks for the idea to use popsicles to cure hangovers!
I'm sorry you have this terrible, soul-limiting secret.
Criticizing one's secrecy as an anonymous poster demonstrates a deficit of introspection on your part, as well as no sense of irony. I don't see how your deficit of introspection doesn't disqualify you from reviewing the status of anyone's soul.
I'm sorry you're so enamored with the lifestyle you've built...
Who is resolved to build a lifestyle of indifference?
...that you lack the ability (and good conscience) to simply STEP BACK and see life for what it could be.
...I pity the way you allowed your envy to navigate your life. I'm not a religious person, for the record. Life can be SO MUCH MORE than you're allowing it to be.
Who isn't subject to your criticism?
Money? Seriously? That?
Turning down a paycheck, are you?
However, the way that you've managed to utilize slippery word choice to veil some seriously sad tales-of-the-self is... regrettable.
You seem to need to hear that -- as all language is representational -- words are not the things they represent. As the Tao te Ching said, a finger pointing at the moon is not the moon, and cannot draw down the moon. How is your criticism not a criticism of language itself?
...but you owe it to yourself and to your readers to be less self-absorbed. Yes, you are conceited - hiding between a paragraph about being an ugly duckling in school is fucking amateur.
Where does Hypocrisy™ register on your scale of self-absorption and amateurism? Does getting caught selectively applying your principles not qualify as self-absorbed or amateurish in the least?
Life is more important than wanting a taxi driver to wish he could fuck you.
Yet it's funny how criticizing it seems to fulfill all of your needs as an individual. (Not a laughing with you funny as much as a laughing at you funny.) So much so you have to fabricate the account for CCG since she failed to provide such an account herself. Jesus.
Better than old fashion nasty porn - continuation tour - http://vivalabus.com - enjoy :)
Post a Comment