Here's his itinerary from last week:
9am- get out of bed, don't bother to shower, shave, or comb hair
9:30am- go to office, try and flirt with the secretary who won't give me the time of day, receive obligatory "you're a pervert creep who doesn't understand I'm just trying to work my way through Northridge" comment.
10am- check the Rx for posting
10:30am- jerk off to porn as "research"
10:31am- clean up
11am- go to bank, cash checks
11:30am- call Doberman, leave a message, where the fuck is he?
12pm- call Mika Tan, why did she change her number on me?
1pm- drive to airport, hop flight to Vegas
2:30pm- get ass-kicked by Doberman in tennis AGAIN
4pm- get on flight, dejected from defeat, why can't I beat that fat, out-of-shape putz?
5pm- get back to office, secretary just rolls eyes at me, no need to bother
6pm- go to Chili's for "fine dining"
7pm- jerk off to porn again, hey it's "research" you got a problem
8pm- practice putting on my putting green, it's in my yard bitches
9pm- roll around on bed in all the money I made today from jackoffs like you who buy porn
10pm- have a doughnut and a fruit pie, maybe if I get fat like Doberman I can play tennis like him
11pm- go to bed sobbing like a baby