Well last night was my best night this week and I didn't even hit $500. It's almost as if the universe knows I'm going gambling and doesn't want me to have money to burn.
I haven't been drinking at work (much) lately. I'm trying to lose 7 more lbs. I do wish I had some coke, though. I was talking to another stripper at the party I went to on Labor Day and we both agreed that we make a lot more money when we do a bit of coke at work.
It seems that all my regulars come in on the same night which makes it hard. I then have to make the decision of who to sit with and I'm always afraid I chose the wrong person.
On Tuesday someone came to the club in their helicopter. A fucking helicopter just parked on the lawn outside the club. WTF? You think if you're that rich you could just order the strippers to come to your place like delivery pizza or some shit. The manager said it was Ted Turner's cousin or something.
So I might be pregnant. I'm 2 weeks late and I just have a bad feeling about this. Do you think it would be better to tell the father of the kid or just get an abortion without letting the sperm donor know? I'm leaning towards not telling him. I mean, what you don't know can't hurt you. I have no idea how the ex would even react...I'm taking a pregnancy test when I get back from vacation this weekend so we'll see.
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I wouldn't tell him, this is an issue that you need to decide for yourself first, if you ARE pregnant and you decide on abortion, he doesn't need to know.
he came in a heli because he has really low self esteem and wanted to upstage everyone. that's the guy to work on. treat him like shit and he'll buy you a house!
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