A door closes and a window opens - shit-wad edition

After I had to cancel my Charleston money making extravaganza I was feeling...hopeless. No job, no money, no anything. I continued to flail around pathetically on the webcam sites, making $50 a night if I was lucky.

On one lonely night one of my 3 loyal regulars starts mentioning meeting up with me. He lives only a state away and wanted to come see me when I danced in Charleston but we were both thwarted by the hurricane. He suggests that we meet at a hotel halfway and wants 3 hours of my time. I made it clear to him that it would be private dance only and he doesn't seem to mind.

Obviously meeting up with randoms at hotels is dangerous but I had a good feeling about this guy and I wasn't in the financial position to turn such an offer down. We arrange the meeting and it's set. I leave 30 minutes after my boyfriend goes to work and return before 11:00 pm $1,300 richer. He was just as tame as I expected him to be - mostly a needy emotional mess (some how my specialty even though I'm ill-equipped to deal with those).

Of course it is only a momentary fix - fuck, I used to make more than that in a week and it was nothing. Still, it will get us through the month and has alleviated my anxiety for a few days. I passed the first stage of my Wednesday interview and have to go in tomorrow for stage 2. This will be take...4 (?) at attempting a normal job. I was supposed to cam tonight but just didn't feel up to it.

Back at it...well, trying

So I've held some legit jobs and all that jazz but life happens and I happen to be BROKE. I had the marvelous idea that I would go back to stripping - not just stripping in my boring home town, but stripping in a city a few states away! Because that's guaranteed to be profitable and awesome. So I had everything set, bags packed, hotel booked, snacks bought (important), gas tank filled...and then at the last minute I decided to check the weather. It was mostly to make sure the clothes I packed would be temperature appropriate, but I soon found out that there was a fucking hurricane on track to hit the city and it was being evacuated the day I was set to arrive. Shit. Fuck. Luckily I was able to cancel my hotel reservation but my "make enough money to pay the bills this month" plan was ruined.

I have a job interview Wednesday of next week so hopefully that goes well but I'm so far behind now I feel like stripping is the only way I can catch up financially. I have been doing the webcam shit on and off for the last few months but it sucks. A bunch of teenage boys who spend all day online and only like 18 year old girls who wear cat ears and love pokemon.

I'm still with knuckles but I think his patience wears thin and I am sick of having to arrange my behavior around him.

Not sure what to do at this point but I'm sure I'll figure something out.

Cheers!