Prepare To Enter …

I have been heading to the strip club a lot lately. Most of the time things are sexy, yet timid. I dance for some strangers, make a little money, dance on the pole, and get home in time to make it to six am yoga. Last night was by far the strangest night I have... Continue Reading →

Can You Afford My Rates?

I am not a very good dominatrix. I am not stern, I am not mean, I would rather you could entertain yourself. To watch you like a babysitter, to get dressed up, put on make up, the attitude that goes into “being a dominatrix,” drinking copious amount of water, not writing my thesis, not writing... Continue Reading →

This Place Is So Weird

Vegas is like a giant 24 hour Wal-Mart with booze. It attracts the lowest common denominator of American white trash. People who go out in booty shorts and flip flops with giant acrylic fingernails adhered to their finger tips so as to look classy. This place is a freak show. I never really liked Vegas.... Continue Reading →

San Francisco

San Francisco My father lives in the city.  I come here as often as I can but I always have to entertain the reality that I am in close proximity to the family.  He is stressful, as family members are apt to be.  I finally got through the part of my adventure that required me... Continue Reading →

I’m Gonna Post it to Craigslist

I’m in San Diego for a few more months.  I’m in and out of town as often as I can get out.  I’m not happy here.  I’m a hardcore pervert living in a conservative environment. I am kinky as hell.  I have a penchant for public water sports.  I am a mean demanding dominatrix. I’m... Continue Reading →

Man Fits

Lately it seems that a lot of full-grown men feel inspired to yell at me.  This is both sad and pathetic.  As an activist working to remove the gender binary I can see these more prevalent man fits as being a sign of the changing times.  But in a world that says it is not... Continue Reading →

My Head Spins When I’m Broke

I have come to terms with the reality that the economic meltdown is effecting my ability to have a good time.  This is tragic and scary.  Business sucks ass.  I came out of a year of papers, reading, deadlines, presentations, and essentially reinventing myself to discover that no one has money to play. The other... Continue Reading →

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