Never let a dude cook in your kitchen?

I worked the Thursday before Christmas. I felt kind of sick at work, mostly because I had been out drinking the night before as well as earlier that day.

I had a customer in who I spent the entire night sitting with save a few dances here and there. He only gave me $300 or so, but I was feeling too crappy to get up and work.

He's moving across the country in a few weeks. I'm somewhat relieved by this because I think he's got quite a crush on me, and he's too sweet-I don't want to hurt his feelings.

I was shaking my ass for some old guy I was dancing for and he made the comment, "It winked at me," referring to my asscheeks slapping together and then separating exposing my asshole. That's when I realized my job is kind of gross. Ha.

Ga tech kid came over last night and we made waffles with my new waffle iron. He bought me a mixing bowl for christmas, since I didn't have one for waffle making. The waffles turned out pretty delicious.

I think this kid kind of likes me. I'm not sure what to do, or how I feel about that. I guess I like him. He definitely has some qualities that the ex didn't, which I appreciate...but I still find myself missing the ex. We had a more playful (when we werent hating eachother) relationship, which I liked. I'm going to give this new guy some more time. I think he'll grow on me.

I'm driving my friend to the abortion clinic tomorrow, that will be a blast!