Would You Rent Me As a Friend?

A friend told me of a way I could make some money online. I know, that sounds fishy and sketchy, but I was like "DO TELL!" He told me it's a website called www.rentafriend.com. It's like a dating sight except for the fact that you don't "date" anyone and there is no "naughty" stuff allowed.

So you go online to the site and make a profile, set a price and then wait for the flood of friend requests to come flowing in. So far, that hasn't happened. I set my price at 50 bucks an hour. I will do all the things on the list that includes bowling, concerts and hiking (even though I don't really dig hiking.) The only thing I won't do it meet at a bar or go to a wine tasting. I also checked the box that says I will be friends with anyone: gay men, gay women, bi men, bi women, straight men and straight woman and I have no age limit. I am open to be friends with anyone (for 50 bucks an hour!)

Here's what I'm afraid of: I will feel so bad accepting money from people. It'll make me feel so weird. If I can get over that, I'm good to go. I've had my profile up for a week now and no bites. So we will see. Here is the dorky paragraph I wrote about myself. OMG this is the weirdest thing ever.

I am so embarrassed right now. hahahaha. Hey, baby need new shoes. Baby need college money. Baby need school lunch money.

In my last Diary, I talked about the somewhat sad state of my dating life. I also listed the kind of pictures almost all men post. Well, there are a whole new set of pictures that women post, too. Here they are:

A. Jumping out of a plane

B. Holding an exotic animal

C. Hanging out on Potato Chip Rock

D. Filtered AF

E. Handstands!

What? Handstands?? I guess it's a thing. So I decided to recreate all these photos and send them to the guy I'm sorta/kinda seeing...the 43 year old. Here's my handstand recreation...(Thank you Erik for taking the picture!)

Finally, this happened to me in the parking lot of Walgreens the other day., I had gone in the store to buy some Red Bull, water, cereal, chips, etc. I get back to my car and I hear someone yelling "Ma'am, ma'am!!!! You forgot this! I died.

See you later, Diary. Oh, by the way, this is my fav video right now!