The Entitlement of Day People

If you have been reading my blog and are wondering what they hell is up with my pissed off attitude lately I’m here to answer your burning itchy question. A bunch of shit is irking me. It’s not really your fault, dear reader, though I’m sure that my random diatribe might suggest otherwise. Don’t get... Continue Reading →

A Rant

I’m just gonna bitch about my life for a second and you, dear reader, will either read it, ignore it, label me an entitled little while girl and move on, or whatever the fuck you want. Who knows maybe it will be your favorite and you will print it out and send it to people... Continue Reading →

Someone To Kick In The Balls

Shortly after I tweeted that I wanted to kick someone in the balls all night, mr sore nuts came skipping into the building. I’m sure he had a time of finding of me. Luckily he knew to ask for The Dancer Friday, because otherwise he never would have found me in the packed club. There... Continue Reading →

Censorship in my smut bubble

Bullshit Changing All The Time Censorship Dealing with porn sites is really getting to be a huge pain in the arse. These ‘censorship’ rules are largely self imposed based on the website. This post is about my frustration in dealing with these silly power tripping censors. Eros guide is what pushed me over the edge... Continue Reading →

Why I Work As A Stripper

I’m well educated and I have a really nice middle class job.  So why in the hell do I work in seedy bars half naked doing dirty things with strange men for money?  Because I like it.   I like the rush I get from meeting you in a dimly lit bar, with music so... Continue Reading →

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 →

The Strip Club

I took most of last week off. I was feeling a little burnt out, but not done. I stayed in and worked on my thesis. I’m heading out to the club tonight, and Thursday. I have been doing a lot of thinking about how come I’m hanging out in a strip club. I have been... 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 →

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