I sucked off a hot hunk from Thibodeaux... that's always a fun way to start the day. I flirted a bit with the muscular, tattooed daddy (Dean) who is always so sweet when I see him working out. I also entertained my dear friend and model, Nathan (not to be confused with Nathan Brooks). Nathan brought me a salad. That was sweet of him. You see, I decided that I would only eat food out of the vending machines during my stay at Le Club. I know it's weird, but I'm weird. I wanted to experience Le Club completely... and to me that meant only eating what was available there. You know, if I were living in a circus, I'd just eat cotton candy and corn-dogs...

Anyway, my other fully-tattoed friend, Sparky came up to room 300 to spend some time with me. I just adore Sparky.

But most of my day was spent watching the CAROL BURNETT AND FRIENDS marathon on TV Land... whether it be up in my room... or while on the treadmill.

I watched SATURDAY NIGHT LIVE with Jessica Simpson and her hot hubbie Nick Lachey. Philip and I would talk on the phone between each commercial. We loved it... it was so funny.

My anthropological observations of Le Club really started tonight. I noticed that cute guys started arriving at midnight... and kept going on at least until 3:30am (which is when I went to sleep).

It was quite amusing watching all the cuties chase each other... then disappearing into rooms. I only saw two guys I really wanted to mess around with, but I wasn't in the mood to pursue. One was really hot, Eastern European, nicely built. The other was very slim. Eventually I saw the slim guy by himself so I started talking to him... asked him if he'd ever seen the honey-moon suite. He said he'd like to but that he had to get his friend. I didn't know he was with anyone. I don't really like group sex. I prefer one-on-ones. But guess who his friend was?! The Eastern European stud! They came into my room... the slim guy started playing with stud's cock almost immediately. I could see that the Eastern European stud was not into it. I spoke up, I asked him what was wrong. He said that he didn't get into multiple sex. I confessed that I didn't either... this whole time the slim guy was ignoring our emotional exchange and just kept fondling the stud. I suggested that they go find a place where they could play in private. The Eastern European guy looked so relieved! I felt like I had done a very good thing. And later, the Eastern European guy came by to tell me "thank you" for getting him out of that uncomfortable situation. I love moments like that... when I feel as if I've been able to help someone, profoundly.