Today's Journal:
Got up, tripped over cats.
Slammed coffee.
Showered, then put on D & G shirt w/ obscenely tight Diesel jeans.
Went to 'close-knit trendy family' spa, laughed at my friend who just got hired when I walked in on her waxing some dude's back.
Met wacky spa owner. Got hired on the spot cuz she's heard I'm great. Got handed over to gay black hair dude, who used to be GM and still acts like it. Friend had already warned me he would give me 3rd degree even though he's not the boss. Asked me why I quit my last job. I said "Because my boss got high 10 times a day, and it was a little hard to take orders from her." Hairdresser at other station said "Wow, you keep it real." Me: "He asked me to."
Heard a bunch of BS about how everyone helps everyone else, blah blah blah. I said I hope it's ok that I'm an individual (ie, not crazy about the 'team player' stuff). Yes! Of course! You come highly recommended! Kiss. That. Ass. I'm enjoying it for now, because they won't keep doing it.
Accepted job. Said I want it but don't need it (partially a lie---who doesn't need more money? I will work there 3 days a week as their Massage Therapist.
Friend Laura was leaving her training, timed it so I was leaving too. Went to Laura's down the road. Drank 4 glasses of Reisling. Her mom showed up. We hid the weed. I'm out.
Now I'm home, nice and buzzed for my mom-and-law who should be here any minute............
miss_lady
*********************boring update******************
I smoked too many cigarettes, and now I have a cold. Or at least it feels like it....sniffle, snot, hack. Lurvely. Maybe I'm just too sensitive to be a bad girl with those cigarettes, damn it.
2 outcalls later today. I hope my nose doesn't run on someone's back. Heh heh.
The mum-in-law is staying here for the weekend. My SG time may be limited. Boo.
Got up, tripped over cats.
Slammed coffee.
Showered, then put on D & G shirt w/ obscenely tight Diesel jeans.
Went to 'close-knit trendy family' spa, laughed at my friend who just got hired when I walked in on her waxing some dude's back.
Met wacky spa owner. Got hired on the spot cuz she's heard I'm great. Got handed over to gay black hair dude, who used to be GM and still acts like it. Friend had already warned me he would give me 3rd degree even though he's not the boss. Asked me why I quit my last job. I said "Because my boss got high 10 times a day, and it was a little hard to take orders from her." Hairdresser at other station said "Wow, you keep it real." Me: "He asked me to."
Heard a bunch of BS about how everyone helps everyone else, blah blah blah. I said I hope it's ok that I'm an individual (ie, not crazy about the 'team player' stuff). Yes! Of course! You come highly recommended! Kiss. That. Ass. I'm enjoying it for now, because they won't keep doing it.
Accepted job. Said I want it but don't need it (partially a lie---who doesn't need more money? I will work there 3 days a week as their Massage Therapist.
Friend Laura was leaving her training, timed it so I was leaving too. Went to Laura's down the road. Drank 4 glasses of Reisling. Her mom showed up. We hid the weed. I'm out.
Now I'm home, nice and buzzed for my mom-and-law who should be here any minute............

*********************boring update******************
I smoked too many cigarettes, and now I have a cold. Or at least it feels like it....sniffle, snot, hack. Lurvely. Maybe I'm just too sensitive to be a bad girl with those cigarettes, damn it.
2 outcalls later today. I hope my nose doesn't run on someone's back. Heh heh.
The mum-in-law is staying here for the weekend. My SG time may be limited. Boo.

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At any rate, I don't think Coca-Cola, Jager and razorblade-wielding self-mutilators make for a good uplift mojo party plan. Time to go, indeed.
Feel better, love.
-CC.
P.S. Still sick. It sucks.