what a long week...
Sunday: Def the most exciting day last week. After the super bowl we hosted Foxxy Boxing at the Hustler Club. It was a 7 match elimination for the Hustler Club Foxxy Boxing Cruiserweight Championship belt. We had done foxy boxing before, but never like this... when we did it it was more like two girls giggling and play fighting. Not this past Sunday. These girls beat the shit out of eachother.... the crowd went friggin nuts. Tayler is the new champ, and we are planning to do this once a month now.
Monday: Day Shift at the Hustler.. not much to talk about. Went home watched TV and crashed out.
Tuesday: Hung around the house most of the day. Then it was off to Frazier's to co-host Karaoke... it was Marty's Gras (in honor of our hero Marty). We gave out beads.. but not for tits... just to girls who showed us their toes. The best part of the day was getting to see starry_eyed the Kamikaze Karaoke Cowgirl.
Wednesday: Headed over to Annapolis with my boss and buddy Parker to get tattooed by Matty Boh. Worked nightshift at the Hustler.
Thursday: I think I only left the house to get a sub, smokes and tp.
Friday: Worked dayshift at the hustler... pretty good times for a dayshift. Left there and went to work with Landis down at Fletcher's. Fun night all around... bunch of people from work came out: Angie, Parker, Haven, Raven, Tal.... we had a great time. Got girls dancing on the bar again... for some reason, this always makes my night.
Some stupid stuff happened later that night that I wish I could have been around to change, but... there's nothing I can do about it now. All I can say is... don't assume your friends always need or want your help. I can handle my shit on my own... the fact is, everything was fine and you just made things go from ok to really bad.
Saturday: Sleep is goooood. Left the house around 6pm for work at the Hustler. It was a good shift... could have used a couple more girls though.
Things I learned:
*I didn't eat enough this week
*I miss you
*No matter how much I like my roomie, Pauly Shore is still lame
*I need a haircut
Sunday: Def the most exciting day last week. After the super bowl we hosted Foxxy Boxing at the Hustler Club. It was a 7 match elimination for the Hustler Club Foxxy Boxing Cruiserweight Championship belt. We had done foxy boxing before, but never like this... when we did it it was more like two girls giggling and play fighting. Not this past Sunday. These girls beat the shit out of eachother.... the crowd went friggin nuts. Tayler is the new champ, and we are planning to do this once a month now.
Monday: Day Shift at the Hustler.. not much to talk about. Went home watched TV and crashed out.
Tuesday: Hung around the house most of the day. Then it was off to Frazier's to co-host Karaoke... it was Marty's Gras (in honor of our hero Marty). We gave out beads.. but not for tits... just to girls who showed us their toes. The best part of the day was getting to see starry_eyed the Kamikaze Karaoke Cowgirl.
Wednesday: Headed over to Annapolis with my boss and buddy Parker to get tattooed by Matty Boh. Worked nightshift at the Hustler.
Thursday: I think I only left the house to get a sub, smokes and tp.
Friday: Worked dayshift at the hustler... pretty good times for a dayshift. Left there and went to work with Landis down at Fletcher's. Fun night all around... bunch of people from work came out: Angie, Parker, Haven, Raven, Tal.... we had a great time. Got girls dancing on the bar again... for some reason, this always makes my night.
Some stupid stuff happened later that night that I wish I could have been around to change, but... there's nothing I can do about it now. All I can say is... don't assume your friends always need or want your help. I can handle my shit on my own... the fact is, everything was fine and you just made things go from ok to really bad.
Saturday: Sleep is goooood. Left the house around 6pm for work at the Hustler. It was a good shift... could have used a couple more girls though.
Things I learned:
*I didn't eat enough this week
*I miss you
*No matter how much I like my roomie, Pauly Shore is still lame
*I need a haircut
scott