whoo im drunk. i just finished work. i found a job at a new strip club which im quite pleased with....it reminds me of my stripping days in florida...its weird how you can feel nostalgic for something you dont particularly care for at the time....
in my desperation i tried to work at a few members clubs in soho last week....they have this circuit where you do one show at each club one after another and one of the girls at the club was nice enough to show me round them...they just need a few stripppers every night in order for them to keep their late license or something...some of them are just basically glorified whore houses...which is kinda gross....and even going in there you feel kinda gross...no matter how posh the surroundings look....
so anyway i spent most of tonight talking to a deaf guy which was quite difficult but fairly amusing(not because he was deaf but because he was a tad eccentric) . he kept acting out what he was trying to say and he was very fond of cats so he kept acting out how they would wake him up in the morning and him feeding them etc...twas quite odd...he he no matter i just kept drinking vodka and soda water....( i swear i get a hangover just from the sugar if i drink to much juice+vodka...)
my lovely friend tom took me book shopping today and got me angela carter's wild children...anyone read this...? apparently its v good...
in my desperation i tried to work at a few members clubs in soho last week....they have this circuit where you do one show at each club one after another and one of the girls at the club was nice enough to show me round them...they just need a few stripppers every night in order for them to keep their late license or something...some of them are just basically glorified whore houses...which is kinda gross....and even going in there you feel kinda gross...no matter how posh the surroundings look....
so anyway i spent most of tonight talking to a deaf guy which was quite difficult but fairly amusing(not because he was deaf but because he was a tad eccentric) . he kept acting out what he was trying to say and he was very fond of cats so he kept acting out how they would wake him up in the morning and him feeding them etc...twas quite odd...he he no matter i just kept drinking vodka and soda water....( i swear i get a hangover just from the sugar if i drink to much juice+vodka...)
my lovely friend tom took me book shopping today and got me angela carter's wild children...anyone read this...? apparently its v good...
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perversia:
lol...I know how you feel! I got home perfectly fine, thought I'd be ok then had a huge row with the boy and woke up with a purring cat next to my pounding head! At least things are a little better now, although I'm prancing around in my underwear with no idea what to wear or what to go do!
thesednacrux:
I think you should write a book. Your life would be a brilliant read , for one of many reasons, you can make anything sound enchanting 