Tuesday, April 10, 2012


Dominican Republic.   We are literally on a plantation.  In our search for las gentes de las isla, I have had to use the worst Spanish ever.  I'm surprised at how much I know and don't know.  It's foul.  And yet folks still think it's muy bueno.  I dunno, maybe their English is just that bad.  Thing is....I'm in slight turmoil.  Sure I'm the new dominican hottie on the spot for now....but I don't know what I want to do.  It's not 2010.  This is not the last whorerah....and yet my new rotation gave me nada prior to my departure.  It's stuck in my head and I can't quite get over it....so what to do?  Tina 2007 would have fucked half the island by now.  Tina 2012 is simply bored.  Though I did have us travel to a for real local spot (35 minutes away from this crap ass plantation) and I still liked no one but the girls.  and I thought being gay was illegal here....HA...bitches was on the stroll....but as I always say ....have strap on will travel....but no strap on....too much humiliation through customs.  So alas.....what or shall I say who to do? Lifeguard? bartender? chauffeur? These are my choices huh?  I gotta rent a car....

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