There were people jogging through the strip mall where I stopped for food on my way home from work last night. Jogging. This club is bizarrely located in a pretty nice area of Columbus, from what I can tell (the gas stations and convenience stores are all brand name, there's cute houses nearby), because I have never worked anywhere else where you would see people jogging a block away from the strip club.

I hate working while I'm stressed. It makes it so much less fun. Last night was a perfectly pleasant night, kind of slow, but I just was so not in the mood to talk to strangers. I mean, I sucked it up, because a stripper who won't talk to strangers is a broke stripper. I was just really pleased to get back to the hotel and sit in the bath alone afterwards.

Oh, I did my first 2-girl dance at this club last night--I was concerned about breaking the rules since they're pretty strict at Pure Platinum, but it turned out to be plenty fun anyways. We weren't prohibited from touching each other (not like that, you know, but it was okay to put our arms around each other).

I'll be back tonight; I hope I don't have bizarre and weird stage fright like I experienced last night. I don't know what it is, I just don't like the main stage at this club. It's really large and there's no pole, and the lighting kind of sucks so it's hard to see who's looking at you.

Still like the management, staff, and girls, though. I wish this club was in Cincinnati. Actually, no, I wish we lived in Columbus instead of Cincinnati.

I do feel kind of hot though; I got told I was "a work of art," "perfect," and got a marriage proposal last night. See, this is the great thing about stripping; every dancer gets to hear she's the hottest girl in the club at least once a night. And in this club that is actually a pretty good compliment, as they have some lovely dancers.