Thanks for the comments on my new profile pic!
I don't know why I'm still awake. I should be resting up for Vulgarthon in the morning.
Just one more glass of red wine....
I spent pretty much the entire weekend driving to and from Northern Cali. My brother had to go back there to take care of some things and hang out with his "band".
Since he doesn't have his license yet, I got to drive!!! 
On the plus side I got to catch my friend Fetus play in two of his bands, Cremasters of Disaster (CxOxD) and Lobstrosities. It was an all ages show. Oh, how I felt so old watching all these trendy, bad ass little kids running wild. Did I really used to be that way? Wow.
Also, I now have a two story, two bedroom apartment all for myself and Tiger!!
What I hate is when a guy finds out I'm a stripper. I mean, I danced at a club for maybe 3 months a couple years ago. Other than that I just have my little peepshow where I DON'T STRIP. When you pay to peep, I'm already naked! No stripping!!! I just stand there naked in high heels and jiggle!!!
I tend to stay rather vague during conversations about myself. But the cop asked and I told him I'll probably end up working at a strip club because of the flexibility and fast money while I'm in school. I think all he heard was "...strip club blahblahblah....".
"You're a stripper??"
"Well, no. Uh, I've danced before but -"
"Wow. Huh. I've never dated a stripper! Why, I've never even known a stripper!"
"Uh.... Hmmmm....."
It was kinda creepy how shiny his eyes got. And that fuckin' weird grin on his face.
Dammit!
So, yeah. That was nice and awkward. He's in Texas with his mom. A self-professed "Momma's Boy", that one. I haven't heard from him since. And we didn't even get to play with the handcuffs!!! Dammit!! Arrghhhh!!!
He was perfect! Toned body. Preppy boy good looks. Pink cheeks. This sexy row of crooked bottom teeth. Pouty lips. Toned body. Oh, wait, I already said that. Talented, too. I was saving it up. It was gonna be worth it. This could've been a steady thing... baby, all I need is 3 days a week. I can't keep doing it all by myself!!!
Rwrarrrrr!!!
Fuck.
In other news, I'll be at Club Vodka come Thursday night doing the stripper thing between sets. Charles Manson's son's band, New Rising Son will be playing. Interesting, because I'd read about him / them in an issue of Bizarre Magazine a couple months back and thought about trying to check 'em out. Now, I will not only definitely be checking out the band, I'll be getting paid to do it! Rock.
Okay, bye!
I don't know why I'm still awake. I should be resting up for Vulgarthon in the morning.
Just one more glass of red wine....
I spent pretty much the entire weekend driving to and from Northern Cali. My brother had to go back there to take care of some things and hang out with his "band".
Since he doesn't have his license yet, I got to drive!!! On the plus side I got to catch my friend Fetus play in two of his bands, Cremasters of Disaster (CxOxD) and Lobstrosities. It was an all ages show. Oh, how I felt so old watching all these trendy, bad ass little kids running wild. Did I really used to be that way? Wow.
Also, I now have a two story, two bedroom apartment all for myself and Tiger!!
What I hate is when a guy finds out I'm a stripper. I mean, I danced at a club for maybe 3 months a couple years ago. Other than that I just have my little peepshow where I DON'T STRIP. When you pay to peep, I'm already naked! No stripping!!! I just stand there naked in high heels and jiggle!!!
I tend to stay rather vague during conversations about myself. But the cop asked and I told him I'll probably end up working at a strip club because of the flexibility and fast money while I'm in school. I think all he heard was "...strip club blahblahblah....".
"You're a stripper??"
"Well, no. Uh, I've danced before but -"
"Wow. Huh. I've never dated a stripper! Why, I've never even known a stripper!"
"Uh.... Hmmmm....."
It was kinda creepy how shiny his eyes got. And that fuckin' weird grin on his face.
Dammit!
So, yeah. That was nice and awkward. He's in Texas with his mom. A self-professed "Momma's Boy", that one. I haven't heard from him since. And we didn't even get to play with the handcuffs!!! Dammit!! Arrghhhh!!!
He was perfect! Toned body. Preppy boy good looks. Pink cheeks. This sexy row of crooked bottom teeth. Pouty lips. Toned body. Oh, wait, I already said that. Talented, too. I was saving it up. It was gonna be worth it. This could've been a steady thing... baby, all I need is 3 days a week. I can't keep doing it all by myself!!!
Rwrarrrrr!!!
Fuck.
In other news, I'll be at Club Vodka come Thursday night doing the stripper thing between sets. Charles Manson's son's band, New Rising Son will be playing. Interesting, because I'd read about him / them in an issue of Bizarre Magazine a couple months back and thought about trying to check 'em out. Now, I will not only definitely be checking out the band, I'll be getting paid to do it! Rock.
Okay, bye!
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i dont like the looks, either...especially the glassy ones
im way more about being called a tart, but no one has the balls for that...instead they click their madonna/whore switch and begin to drool
there'll be a better one, and soon, dont worry