analith

Well - I had a pretty fucked up weekend - work wise - but I am getting a sort-of promotion. From now on I'll be the head bartender for VIP, which means, if any famous people come in (which is pretty unlikley) I will get to run around and organise everything for them.

Also I had one of thoes fleeting "Oh my god, what if I'm pregnant" moments - and then I realised I was just getting a bit podgy (read: I'm starting to get a bit fat...)

Tonight I mastered hanging upside down on the pole with no hands. I have finally put a couple of (very bad) photos of my pole dancing from our session tonight (please, don't pay any attention to my fat thighs... can you tell I'm getting a little more than paranoid about it.)

I am also going to buy myself an X-Pole for myself at home.

This is a (bad) photo of me, upside down, with no hands, just because I'm so stoked that I can do it: