No beach...

And that's a wrap for Jenni.

This has been the most overwhelming week for me, and I clearly haven't handled it too well. I don't blame that all entirely on me though. Circumstance is a bitch.

I think the naked time is going to be put on hold. I will miss the tokens that naked gets me, but my spirit is broken currently. I have always tried to be authentic online and at this time my head just isn't in it.

Will I still be masturbating all on my own? Yes. As the mood strikes. Will I still blow off 2 hours in my day today to go see Taco Tom and swallow his cum? Yep. Did that today. And that is how I know this is a wrap for a while for me. It did nothing for me. I would rather listen to him talk. I was happy to sit in the restaurant and have him measure me for the bar height or show me where the floor guys fucked up around the drains.

The truck and catering world is blowing up around me. That was the real reason I canceled my trip. The sadness I feel about that is overwhelming. There is a real situation in the world right now. Supply, demand, staff, no staff. I am old school. I can work 18 hours/day with no staff and still get stellar yelp reviews. I have the supply. I have a lot of demand. But I don't know if I can do it this year without more staff. Not with the responsibility of my mother on my shoulders. But I clearly am going to try, starting next week.

I will be streaming, but I won't be naked. Don't hate me. I'll come back around. I just need a little less demand, until I can rebuild the Jenni supply.