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I had my first + $1,000 night the other night. It was wonderful; paid my rent and all my months bills in one night of work.

It's been six months

I'm working this Valentines day; I'm hoping all the rich lonelies will be out. I remember the club calling me last Valentines day asking if I could work, but I was tired and turned them down. The fact that they called leads me to believe they didn't have a lot of girls, so hopefully that rings true this year.

Generally I find holidays to be pretty good due to low turnout of girls and mostly depressed, lonely customers.

I'm moving again-in less than a month. This time I'll have a roommate, so we'll see how that goes. Hopefully this one is cleaner than the last.

I was in the process of moving when I started this thing, and I have to admit, the last six or so months have been the least eventful of my life. I had no school, very few friends, no projects, and sporadic work. Hopefully things'll be more exciting in the months to come.

School is pretty much a non-entity right now. I'm having a hard time putting in any effort and I just don't care and cannot convince myself otherwise. Luckily I do have a project of sorts in the works, so we'll see where that takes me.

I hate whole foods.

We had 67 girls last Tuesday. Crazy.

I went to Whole Foods today 'cause I haven't been there in a while. I hate Whole Foods, I just had to remind myself why. I found this article on the web that sums up how I feel perfectly. "Whole Foods is a cult. The whole notion of organic foods is cultish. Genetically-engineered foods aren’t more dangerous than organic hybrids, at least not according to almost every reputable scientific organization on the planet (i.e. the NAS and the WHO). And chemical fertilizers aren’t more dangerous than slathering crops with cow dung.
But what’s truly galling is that Whole Foods pretends to be pro-environment, when the opposite is true. By only supporting organic foods with far lower crop yields than typical foods, they ensure that more farmland will be needed to grow food. That means less wilderness and fewer wildlife habitats. Of course, the lefties don’t seem to care much about this — at least not when they’re kvetching about "agribusiness."
The worst part is that Whole Foods wants to get the government involved. They want to require labeling of all non-organic foods, even though it has been consistently shown that genetic-engineering of crops poses no prevailing danger, nor does the use of chemical pesticides. So why do they want this? Presumably to scare folks off from normal supermarkets and into their dung-smothered organic paradise. That’s the kind of low business practices that should scare off any truth and freedom-loving consumer" -Owen Courreges http://lonestartimes.com/2005/03/13/yes-texas-whole-foods-is-a-cult/

Not to mention their prices are ridiculous-especially for their store made stuff. $7.00 for some gummy looking falafel balls? No thanks. Plus, the tangelos that I bought there are horrid; their fancy decor and pretty displays can't fool me.

I'm feckless, contentious, egotistical, lazy....

Work has been slow lately. Post holiday season is always pretty rough-but it'll improve.

I was stalking around (I'm a firm believer that everyone does this) on myspace and noticed the popularity of self-descriptive lists on profiles. Most lists look something like this: I am witty, courageous, helpful, dependable, funny, on and on with every cliche positive trait ever 'invented'.

Give me a fucking break. I don't look at your profile to find out that you're helpful-matter of fact, I already know you're a selfish cunt, so spare me. I'm on there to find out who you're dating, who the baby daddy of your unborn child is, who's commenting on your wall, and to look at skanky pictures of you and your drunk skanky friends.

Drinkers Beware

Monday night started out like every other Monday night at the club. Slow, too many girls, cold as fuck, no where else I'd rather be!

Around 12:30-after maybe 4 shots, I guess I started to feel unwell and wandered into the dressing room. Then I proceeded to vomit in the trashcan and pass out on the floor. In addition to calling and texting some people (looking at my phone records most of the numbers I attempted to dial didn't even exist). Someone came and picked me up (off the floor and from work) and I woke up 4 or 5 hours later to throw up again. I remember very little.

At first I assumed I had just drank too much, but after some deliberation I've decided I was probably slipped some GHB (you know, affectionately known as date rape drug) some time during the night. There's no way I would react like that to only 4 shots (over a 3 hour period). I went from fairly sober to vomitting and passing out in a matter of minutes. It happens more often than it should at these sorts of establishments (and regular clubs as well) and I've heard many stories from girls about being drugged at work.

I going to go ahead and assume that the 'doctor of internal medicine' may have been the culprit. Creepy old prick who left pretty suddenly with plenty of cash in hand. I also (stupidly) let him order me a shot while I was in the bathroom.

If anyone actually reads this-remember-NEVER leave a drink unattended in the presence of strangers (or even creepster friends). I don't even understand the mentality of someone drugging a stripper at the club. It's not like you can molest me out on the floor with dozens of people and big strong bouncers lounging around. So be careful everyone-GHB isn't as fun as you may think!

Tired.

I'm tired of being a stripper.

If all el$e fail$...

I made a shit-load of money this past week (Sunday, Monday, Tuesday) so I've been in a pretty decent mood. If all else fails, money will put me in a good mood.

Did a VIP with two guys and another girl in one of our small VIP rooms-was absolutely hilarious. Both guys (young ones) were very drunk and mine was pretty fucking attractive. And I wasn't even drunk like I usually am when I find customers attractive.

Both my friends ditched me and our New Year's Eve plans last minute in order to pursue their own agendas. Whatever; I've known for a while now that I have pretty shitty friends.

School starts in a week.

I can't wait to work this week and hopefully make tons of money!