I just blew a .17 and had no idea. I've been drinking sooooo much lately...It's pathetic.
I did alright tonight, a little over 500...meh.
There's this 'documentary' on hulu called 'the strip game' that I watched today. It's pretty good. A fairly accurate portrayal of the industry. It focuses mainly on black clubs, but the sentiments are the same. Plus they have a section about atlanta!
The ex texted me today. I'm going to try and get him to take me to my car tomorrow...under the guise of lunch or someting. We'll see.
The guy with a kid keeps trying to get me to go out with him again. The problem with dating is that i know what the guy I'm with wants/expects and I can tailor myself to that, so I do. I don't know why. Amusement maybe. I always drop them before anything serious happens.
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Maybe you are a Chameleon out of habit, isn't that a talent often used at work.
Everyone uses the "Chameleon" at work, butu for a dancer it would have to be used to survive, IMHO.
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