Saturday, October 20, 2012


Ahh, I shouldn't have went in early.  Millions of girls.  Stingy guys, if any guys.  Two stingy couples that thought they were exempt from tipping.  Ugh.  I hate girlfriends.  They really keep their men from tipping.  I got impatient.  Nothing but more girls walking in.

The stage is crowded, the dressing room is crowded, the ladies room is crowded, don't wanna go backstage, nothing has changed, getting pretty tired of circling the room.

I left early, I have time to go back.  I don't want to feel irresponsible.  I could still make a good stack, just don't feel like breaking myself when there isn't a crowd.

My hip has been bothering me.  Stretching doesn't seem to be enough.  Maybe I'm not stretching long enough.  Ugh, just not feeling good.

Friday, October 19, 2012

Pink sparkle did me well

I don't know if it's because it's October or my new shoes because I did good tonight.

I hope it stays good tomorrow and Saturday.  

Sigh, I'm too hard on myself.  I always think I don't make shit and I'm getting fat, but sometimes a good night at work reminds me that I don't suck, my game works, and my body looks awesome.

All the girls were digging my shoes.  In fact, another girl just got the 7" silver sparkle shoes.  A girl told me she claps her heels, and she already busted out some of her precious stones.  See, I was being careful not to do that.  But the box came with some extra stones in case a few pop out, which I was glad to see.  All it takes is a hot glue gun.

One other girl asked me where to buy them.  They are bright and shiny on the stage, it was like I had pink Vegas under my feet.
Aye, and before I go, I'm gonna do some man hating.  God, the poor, stinky, drunk fucks.  Ugh.  Just go home and jerk off if you're not gonna make me some money.  I wish I went home sooner.  This fucker slapped my ass hard.  Too hard.  That son of a bitch.  I hope he gets a DUI.

Oh, and I ripped a long, five-second fart next to these bad tippers.  It was fucking awesome.  Just count for five, full seconds, go ahead.

Pfft... 2, 3, 4, 5.  ....fffft! 

Sunday, October 14, 2012

Yay, tonight was good!

I'm so happy it's October!  I had another good night.  Life is good.

I can finally stretch out my legs and do nothing tomorrow.  There is a football game, but when have I ever cared?  I could work, but I always give myself Sunday off.  I hate slow nights, though I've heard stories about the club being busy on a Sunday, especially when there is a football game.  

Oh, and I found out what happened with my favorite valet guy.  He got fucking fired.  I couldn't believe it.  Everyone was upset.  The club owner just decided the guy wasn't necessary anymore.

I'm not sure if that's why the gay bouncer left.  He didn't say anything to anyone, just left.  I don't really blame him.  I'm sure he was probably sick of all the shit - not getting a raise, girls don't tip him like most bouncers would get at other clubs, girls always trying to get him to shake money out of stingy, difficult customers.  He puts up with so much bullshit.  I wouldn't want to do that job.  

This scares me.  It just goes to show that everyone has a fire lit under their ass at this club.  No one is safe.  It's the owner's club and he does what he wants.  

I'm afraid he is going to say I'm too fat.  Ugh, I've been so hungry this past week, giving in to all sorts of cravings.  I haven't stopped the exercise, so I have that to ease my mind.  He was at work yesterday, I was sucking in my tummy whenever I saw him.  Such bull crap.

It reminds me that I need to focus on my life after dancing.  Luckily I have a degree and I could always pursue it, or further my education.  I think I want to get a science degree.  Seems more useful than TV journalism.  I would love to be some talking head on the news, but then I remember how much I want to change the channel when I see them reading some stupid scripts, or worse, talking about what THEY care about.  Maybe I should become a weather girl.  I love weather anyway.

Alright, enough rambling.  Goodnight!

Saturday, October 13, 2012

Well played.

Despite all the young kids that showed up, I didn't have a hard time making money tonight.  Even the young boys paid for their dances.

I was careful in choosing who to ask for dances, and it probably paid off.  I don't like asking random guys that might be total nightmares to dance for.  That's how I end up with guys that want to pinch my nipples off or make a dick sandwich with my butt cheeks.

One of the frequent visitors is real nice to me, and sometimes I talk to him out of character.  We like talking about nerdy, cool stuff.  I was chatting with him and he said he wasn't feeling the "good night" vibes.  He said, "I can just tell, the club is full of douchebags tonight."

Right, he was!  I got off to a great start - guys were overpaying for their dances, and I was loving it!  I was like, "Are you sure you don't want change?  Such a generous tip!  Thank you!"  But the guys that weren't doing that were the people complaining about the economy while sitting at the stage.  And I thought, "I know who's NOT getting a pussy flash." 

Apparently there is drama among the security staff.  My favorite valet and my favorite gay bouncer no longer work for the club.  I want to know why.  People are so afraid of running their mouths that no one will tell me.  They were cool.

Well, it's time to stretch my tired legs.  I need some strength and flexibility for tomorrow.  Hopefully I make more money.

Friday, October 12, 2012

Girly post

The club was very slow tonight, but I did pretty well if the other dancers did as bad they said.  Sucks for them.  I have had bad nights too so I know their pain.

I was looking quite fierce in my red getup tonight.  I wore my new red bra and panties, red lipstick, even sparkling red eye shadow, which is a very unconventional shade for eyes.  

I think I'm gonna go with my new emerald green lingerie tomorrow.  It's one of my favorite colors.  Victoria's secret is so damn expensive, but I know that shit will pay for itself in under an hour!

Then when I get my new sparkle shoes, I'm gonna wear my pink.  If tomorrow and Saturday are awesome, I will be able to afford MORE sexy lingerie and MORE sexy shoes!

Gotta get going.  Mom said she was treating me to getting my hair done, and that's at noon.  I hope I wake up in time!

Thursday, October 11, 2012


Work out, check.

Go tanning, check.

Trim and paint toenails, check.

Handwash delicate lingerie in the sink, check.

I've been busy.  It's good to be prepared, though.

I'm gonna rock this weekend.  I'm gonna try to look as smashing as I did last Saturday night.  I think I'm going to stick to sexy lingerie from the mall.

Monday, October 8, 2012

My stripper-ific wish list

I received a comment from anonymous asking where my wish list is.  Well blogger can't seem to show me how to make one anymore so I'll just make a post about it, and update it accordingly.

I ALWAYS want new stripper shoes!  I can't ever get enough.  They wear out or get dirty and nasty in like three months. I'm sure I could clean them and repair them, but why go through the trouble when $40 - $100 later I got a brand new set of heels?

Edit: I want my own pole with all the extras (brass instead of stainless steel, travel cart, LED light kit, white floor) I need to practice all the hard stuff at home so I don't look like I'm fucking up at work.