What a ridiculous week at work - everyone was working my nerves Friday and Sunday. Thankfully, the party I did on Saturday was terrific, saving the weekend from being a total waste. Bre, the former Show Palace doorgirl, referred her insurance agent to me for his buddy's bachelor party and they ended up being a fun bunch. I was amused when at the beginning of the party, one of the guest insisted on pulling me aside to privately ask me something. Assuming it was going to be something along the lines of "So just how well can you take care of our boy?", I was relieved when he just asked me if I liked to "party." I don't, in fact, I'm one of the world's most sober strippers. Plus I think the use of the word "party" to mean "do coke" is one of the dumbest expressions ever. However, I could care less what the guys wanted to do - it's their party, let them get fucked up and have a good time. I just don't want to see anything but the beer and cigars.
I thought they were going to be pretty rowdy but they were all really nice and laid back, a really good bunch. I'm really thankful for my overall good luck with parties, I really am.

Last night was a little better than the weekend, but instead of obnoxious rude guys I had sweet young guys that wanted to ask me out, which at times can be more annoying. I don't want to hear about how cool you think I am, or how much you'd like to hang out with me outside the club. I'm at work, trying to make you have fun there, so what I want to hear is what a wonderful time you're having with me right now.

I'll be heading out of town for Thanksgiving, hopefully to return to fun holiday season goodwill and fun at work.

I need Photoshop - anyone want to give it to me? Please? We can work out a trade.

I've got an early party tonight at 7pm, then I'll be working, unless the party goes really late. Went to Houston last night to see the Strokes and Kings of Leon. What an awful lot of hair.

Had an interesting customer last Tuesday that desired to be dominated. I found it interesting that he approached me in my cherry-print dress and pigtails, but hey, I guess I have that take-charge attitude no matter what.