Can someone please explain to me why people automatically assume I know all the greatest places to go out in party?  I constantly get the "well, you know where to go".  No- I don't. I'm sorry, I'm sure this comes as a shock to some, but, on my days off, I'm more likely to stay at home, prolly in my sleepwear for half the morning, goofing off on pogo.com!  (Speaking of which- VERY cool game site...very cool group of ppl you can meet on there.) For those who don't already know- I can be pretty lazy.  That plus the fact is that I work in a club 40-50 hours a week; clubbing isn't exactly high on my priority list when it comes to having fun.
And can someone please explain to me the massive allure of showing off the lower anatomy in photos and cams?  Yes, I know you have one- didn't know you were going to be one.  I mean, I work in porn and am a swinger.  I know what one looks like and know they come in different shapes and sizes.  Once you've seen one, you know what they look like- right? Sorry, but I don't understand what they think they stand to gain by this.  Even if I DO like who I'm chatting with, no cock is impressive enough to make me fly halfway across the country for it- I have plenty to choose from here. :)
One final question- what is up with these people who don't listen/read?  If I've already told you that you can only meet me at the club, why would you think I'd say yes to going out to dinner with you? And if I've already said you can touch anywhere except between the legs, what makes you think that I'll say yes to you just "slipping it down there just once"?  I'm sorry but I like my job more.  On that same note- buddy, it was "oops" the first time- NOT the third.
Sorry, not trying to seem like I'm ranting- not trying to.  It's just this is some of the stuff that's been bugging me for a while, so feel free to comment on it.

Well, after quite a long time of seeming to be in a rut of work, gym and sleep, it was interesting to break things up a bit yesterday.  I actually did pretty good, considering that it's summertime and the sky threatened rain all day.  But, it got a little boring around 4, so I went on break and headed down to Bennigan's for a salad and a brew.  I called one of my friends back at work as I thought I was heading back, since she'd volunteered to come pick me up if it started raining.  But, I guess the bartender took a liking to me or somethin, cuz he plunked down a fresh one, just as I got off the phone.  And I thought it was nice of him and all, but when he put down the second one, well, I waited til he'd gone inside and gave it to the two businessmen sitting next to me, cuz, thanks, but I know my limit. lol  Then, about an hour before I left work, we got a couple of protesters out in front of the club!  And not just any ol' protesters, but the wonderfully rabid religious righters- you know,the kind that call us whores simply for being dancers?  Yeah- lovely.  But they were gone by the time I left, and we headed to Hogan's, cuz that's where we go to listen to our friend Dave play.  But we get there- no Dave.  Come to find out the new owners of the place decided to axe ALL the live music gigs cuz they "weren't bringing in enough traffic".  Well, excuse me, but that's pretty much the main reason why we come!  So, I'm sitting there, playing games and drinking a beer, and my girlfriend comes up and says she wants to show me something outside.  Long story short- we now have a little 7-9 week old kitten snoozing in our guest room.  So, if nothing else, you know I'll have more stuff to talk about pussy now! lol

Nothing too crazy and long or nothin...just venting a tad about what a wonderful day Wednesday was, work-wise.  Ended up doing okay, and I didn't even curse my luck or nothing, cuz I should be used to this kinda thing for the end of the month, but damn, it's frustrating!  It was so bad at one point, I took a breather, went to Bennigan's, had me some munchies, and came back all refreshed. :)  Hopefully, tomorrow will be better...if not, I always have the barmeet to look forward to....hell, I might even get laid!

Was hoping to make this a rather upbeat post, but I just can't get over some of the shit that happened just before I left work (and the pissy attitude I had that followed). I mean, I was having a good day, enjoying myself and such and come to find out that some of the night girls (I don't even know who) are saying that the customers are telling them that I'm letting them go farther then everyone else. Okay, so I'm sorry, but it's not the truth, but at this point, I kinda wanna keep my job, so I'll just eat a little humble pie and try and follow the rules. I mean, I like it here, I really do, but I guess some of the girls don't like that I just try and hustle all the time. I mean, I'm sorry, but I'm here to work, not socialize...or maybe that's me and I've got it wrong...dunno. As for the rest of things, I've been working on tagging all my livejournal entires with what the post is about...get this- I've only gotten through 2004 as of this post (by the time I'm finished tonight, I hope to have it done up to 2006 at least!) Anyways, was looking over some of my older posts, and you guys were right- I used to bitch A LOT...that and I see where people could see that I had issues with my drinking, but hopefully I'm better now. Just some food for thought is all.

Damn I hate not being able to do all the stuff I have planned! I'm sitting here with my legs propped up because my knee's not totally back to normal yet. Already took off Monday, so I figured Tuesday that it would be okay to work. Came home Tuesday night all sore and couldn't seem to get to sleep, even after taking a couple of Tylenol PMs. Work up this morning all groggy and tried to get up, but once I started moving, my knee started throbbing so I've been in bed most of the day, dozing on and off, hoping it'll be marginally better by tomorrow. I mean, I understand not wanting to overexert too soon, but dammit, I also feel this pull to go to work so we can pay the bills, have food, etc. It's frustrating knowing that the right thing to do is sit still and do nothing. I'm so used to moving around doing stuff that this is just driving me nuts, but my sensible side says I need this time off or I'll make it worse.
But, to make things seem better, here's an old Garfield comic I found rather amusing:

I don't know WHAT karma god I apparently upset on Monday, but for about 24 hours, my work day(s) SUCKED. Now, I don't normally complain about work...mainly because there's not much to complain about...the girls are nice, we tend to get along, everything works. But Tuesday and the first part of Wednesday, either my game was off or SOMETHING...I dunno. Anyways, Tuesday, we started the day with like 8 girls, plus it was raining, so I figured I'd just wait my turn- but every time something good came up, I was up in rotation to go on stage next! I did manage to get a couple dances, so I figured I'd just stay late and make it later- then the transformer blew. We lost power for almost an hour, so I called my ride to come pick me up, figuring I'd just try again Wednesday, cus I'm used to the power company taking 2-3 hours to get these things fixed....but, not FIVE minutes before my ride gets there- the power comes back on. God, it was sooo not my day, so I just figured I'd come in yesterday, and it would all be better. I mean, we started Wednesday off with just three girls...then we had three more come in around three pm...so we've got 5 other girls there besides me- and they all got dances. I didn't start making money until 7 pm! So yeah, I'm a little stressed out over that, but I know it can get better...I just needed to get it out.
But, to put it in perspective of how annoying some jobs can be, here's Sunday's Pearls Before Swine from Comics.com. Enjoy!

Not much been going on lately...yes, went to see The Stick Martin Show twice in the past couple weeks at local Green Iguanas, but other than that, just feels like all I've been doing is going to work. Know it's not like that, but I always get like this when summer rolls around cuz it's a little harder to make money, especially with people being hurricane leery this year. *sigh* but hey, that's life, right? Been trying to get in the habit of at least walking one way or the other to go see my girlfriend when she's on her lunch break or on her way home, cuz from the house to her work is 2.5 miles either way. Tried to walk from her work to home yesterday and got caught in the shower we had yesterday...thought it would be fine, but my phone might have given up the ghost...was trying to get out of the rain and didn't think to try and cover my phone. The 10 year old cheapass walkman looks like it'll make it- but not my bells-and-whistles phone- go figure! So, all in all, just trying to sit back and chill on the weekends...had some friends over last night, and that was bunches of fun...maybe that's what I should start doing- just have ppl come over one weekend night to have some low-key fun.

I guess, karmatically, I should have a day like this once in a while to remind me that my life is not always the best and rosiest, but damn- did it have to all come at once like this?!? I dunno, I'm probably just making a mountain out of a molehill, but they do say bad things come in threes. You decide. I had a dentist appointment to start my day off- you know, the bi-yearly cleaning. So, same as usual. I go to pay and they tell me that instead of my usual 5, there's a 0 behind it this time. I question this and they say that the difference is because it was a different exam. Well, the long and short of it is that I had words and left very upset and still figuring out exactly what I'm going to do about this. So, I get to work, and, what with it being Wednesday, there's not that many girls. And, come to find out- not that many customers today either...dunno what was up with that, but it took me over 6 hours to get my first dance! So, not doing well with that as is, and then get this one guy who seems really into me, but he says he has to use his Visa. So, I go up front with him and the doorgirl says she needs the card and ID. Well, he hands it over, and she's taking a long time, and I ask her what's up and she says the signatures don't look the same, and then she turns the card over and she says it's not even his card. He says it's his company, and she repeats that the names aren't the same on the card and ID. He says "oh, it's my dad's card, but it's my company." WTF?!? Well, company policy is that we can't accept cards that don't match the id, so he had to leave and I didn't get a dance. Then, near the end of the day, I get this guy who gives me shit about the fact we charge a whole $25 or 30 for a song. So, I agree to 25 and he gives it to me, then asks "So, if I'm not completely satisfied with this dance, I get my money back, right?" So, yeah, I really did NOT have the best of days today. Hopefully tomorrow will be better, cuz I have the barmeet to look forward to, and the annual golf tournament the day after, so I essentially get a three day weekend this weekend, plus the boss put back into effect the $10 off cards incentive, and one of the ways to get it is to work more than your 3 shifts, so that's usually a guaranteed 2 cards a week for me, which is KICKASS!! So, maybe the rest of my week will be looking up.

Okay, moneywise, today was NOT a good day, not that I expected much. I mean, it is Thanksgiving week, so I don't have high hopes at all. However, there was one bright point to the day and that was having this one girl be escorted out of the club. She's been a thorn in the side of dayshift for a while, since neither of the night managers would let her work their shifts, so we got stuck with her cutthroat ass on dayshift. But, to make a long story short, they apparently finally got concrete proof of what the girls have been trying to tell management for months, so we'll be able to go back to a relatively sane dayshift now!

Okay, I joined the masses *giggle* and went to see Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. Like a lot of reviewers said, this part of the series relies on most of its viewers having already read the book so that they can piece the puzzle together. Not too much in the way of plot holes, though I did miss that they didn't put in about Harry giving his Triwizard winnings to the Weasley twins, but maybe they mention that in the next movie, because I thought that was important, but ending it the way they did seemed fitting also. They got the main plot points to move the story along, and I, for one, wasn't upset at all that the whole Rita Skeeter angle was left out...never really cared for that character, but, then again, I think that's the way Rowling intended to write her.

Now, on to a little rant about movie theaters. Whatever happened to silence is golden? I mean, when they show the "turn cellphones off during the movie", why is it so hard for people to just fucking do that? I mean, I've been to shows where more people than not are courteous enough to do so, but I went to one where this one guy behind me got a call, and proceeded to talk to his "dawg" for fifteen minutes! Um, dude, if you have to take that call, take it out in the lobby before I shove that lovely phone up your ass! Okay, I feel better now. Hope this week goes well, because I'm only working four days, since Thursday's Thanksgiving. Anybody got any special plans?

For those of you who were interested in seeing how wild and crazy I was on Monday, I will be posting some pictures within the next day or so...may cum back and post some in today's....dunno. Right now, I'm sitting here with singed hair cuz my stupid ass didn't look to where my hair was falling and ended up frizzing about three inches or so and now the DJ thinks he can get away with calling me Fire. Yeah right...he keeps this up, and he won't get more than the $10 minimum. And, yes, he is reading this over my shoulder as I type it *smirk*, so he knows I'm serious. :D As for how my day's going at work today: grr argh! I'm sorry, but I really don't like Tuesdays anymore....however, if people wanna come in and make me feel better, you can feel free to do so. :D Me, I'm going to go back to reading some Penthouse smut stories and get all horny. Maybe I'll get lucky and have someone to go home and fuck. Who knows?

I plan on making this a semi-constant "series" for when I draw a blank about what to post on any given day. Since this was something that kinda bugged me today, today's What's Up With... will be about people and their cellphones. Okay, I understand that cellphones are the next best thing about ease of communication with the rest of the world, but that's no excuse for some peoples' rudeness. I think this post actually got started because of a recent Dear Abby column where readers wrote in about this very phenomenon of rudeness with cellphone users. I usually pay it no mind, but then there was this one kid at work today that, I had just asked him a question to continue the conversation when out of the blue, he picks up his Nextel and just starts talking into it! Not only that, but he sits there and carries on a conversation with his friend for close to five minutes! I don't know about you, but generally speaking, when customers have to take a call, I've always had them excuse themselves and say they'll be right back. Is simple phone courtesy going out the window? Nowadays, I hear a lot of "Hey Dawg!" to answer the phone with a lot of the 20-something crowd. Last I was taught, when the phone rings, you say "Hello." I never realized that people take convenience for granted and I guess that carrying on an "invisible" conversation with someone is something that I guess people now think is okay to do. IMHO, I never see that. Yes, I even from time to time have forgotten and answered the cell at dinner with friends, but I try to not get into an involved conversation, since, in my mind, the friend that's called me can call me back later on, since I am here enjoying the flesh and blood company of my friends in front of me. What do you all think?

After having read many pro and con commentary sent to my local newspaper about the county's recent decision against gay pride, I think I've come to realize that there are many out there, myself included until recently, that may not understand the origins of the movement. For many, it started with the Stonewall riots of 1969. Up until then, may in New York knew about the police raiding local gay hangouts and arrresting many on flimsy charges. Well, when they went to do the same at the Stonewall club, the patrons fought back.

It's more involved than just that, but, then again, so was the modern civil rights movement more than Rosa Parks and/or Brown Vs. Board of Education, but for many, they were the impetus that started others to realize the importance of what was going on. So with Stonewall. I know there are many people that get offended when people compare the gay rights movement to the civil rights one, but even my educated mind can see similarities. I mean, as far as I know, growing up in mostly black Prince Georges' County, Maryland, many of my black friends would tell me that black history was about celebrating people realizing that government could no longer say that just because they didn't have the "right" skin color was no excuse for lesser service. Same goes for the gay rights movement in my mind. These people, with their pride parades and pamphlets and books and such, simply want the public to know that the government cannot even say that just because they didn't have the "right" sexual orientation was no excuse for lesser service. I have never seen or read of any gay or lesbian trying to tell others that they have to be lovers, only that they have to accept gasy as human beings too, much like in the 60s, when blacks told others that they didn'thave to be lovers, but that they have to accept that, no matter the color of your skin, we're all humans and all deserve the same rights and priviledges.

So, to all those who wrote into the paper saying that the county was right in not allowing "these people" to shove their ideas and their morality down their throats, hey- ya'll ever remember that part of our Constitution that talks about freedom of speech? Last time I checked, if you have the right to believe in your moral code being right and telling others about it means that, by the same coin, others with different moral codes have the same right to tell others about it. There is a significant difference in allowing people to hear all the sides of a story and allow themselves to make up their own minds, and presumptuous people telling others that their's is the right way, and there's no other right way but that. I've seen it many of times with both the liberals AND the religious right. It's called freedom of choice- so give us the motherfucking choice already!

Have been enjoying working and definitely all the nice eye candy I get to work with; trying to get time to streamline my personal site so that it doesn't take up as much time to maintain, so that I have more time to spend with my friends...wish I could spend part of it with my family too, but I don't have the time right now to travel all the way up the Eastern Seaboard to visit....maybe next year, cuz, I'm sorry, but holiday time? too damn cold up there! Was also reading in the Tampa Tribune yesterday about how the Hillsborough County Council has passed a policy (with only Ms. Castor dissenting) that they will (as a county, I presume) "abstain from acknowledging, promoting, and participating" in gay pride recognition and events. Now, just from reading that, one might wonder why I'm so concerned about it...well, gay pride is simply, as far as I know from the local community, not just gays, but also lesbians, bisexuals and transgenders...so, in a way, yeah, this kinda affects me as well. I mean, this all started with the Stonewall riot of 1969, and it's been a bumpy road for them since then. Now Rhonda Storms and the others on the council want to turn back the clock, since she has been quoted in the Trib: "In the 1990s, Storms was active in 'Take Back Tampa,' which successfully pushed to rescind the amendment to the county's Human Rights Ordinance that protected gay residents. At the time, she said 'government should not be in the business of saying this is acceptable behavior.'"

Um, last time I checked, didn't the federal government pass something that said that discrimination based on sex or sexual orientation was not to be tolerated? Yes, this is not the county hiring or not hiring a gay person, but if the federal government can say that it may not be okay to you, but you have to deal with it anyways, who is she to say that it's not acceptable, and try and legislate it away? I'm sorry, but I have a problem with her view on this subject, as well as her constant siding with David Caton of the Family Council on any issues that surround the county's strip clubs. I do not know when, if at all, they ever have to vote to reelect people to the council, but if she ever comes up again, I sure as hell ain't voting to put her back in. Her policies and beliefs about what the government should and can do or not do are not at all in line with how I want my life to be while I live in this county.

However, on the good side, in today's paper, the Mayor of Tampa has said that everyone who lives, works, or even visits Tampa is welcomed and respected. She said at a breakfast meeting: "Our diversity is one of our strengths and should be celebrated. We build on tolerance, not intolerance. We should build on inclusiveness, not exclusivity. We are not a community that pits one group against another. This is a community that is built on the value of respect. Gays and lesbians are part of our diversity and deserve respect." Go MAYOR! I may not agree with all her policies either, but I am glad that she took a decisive approach as soon as this issue came to their attention. For that, I think I'll stick around in Tampa just a little longer. I do wonder, however, how the alternative community (aka not straight people) as a whole will take what the county has decided and what they will do or not do because of it. I see this policy as having long ranging consequences.

I'm exhausted beyond belief after I come home from work every day this week, but I have the cash to show for it. Al came in today to make up for the fact he's gonna be out of town in the Blue Ridge Mountains for the next two weeks. (He said he'd bring back some photos to show me.) Overall, we've had an upswing in the number of people coming in every day, so that's a plus. What's not is that this one BITCH has decided that, ever since I got a drink with the one customer we had had in one day and then had to go on stage, she said I was stealing her money and that if I did it again, she'd fuck me up. So, suffice it to say, she's being a little bitch and not following the rules about waiting until the customer at least has his drink before going up to him. So, I've decided to fight fire with fire. You wanna play like that? Fine. Two can do it as good as one. I'm sorry, but she's really been stressing me out about all this bullshit, and it's giving me headaches by the time I get home. Not only that, but Debbie spends more time on the phone or outside talking to people so that she 1) doesn't get to the customers so I feel I have to act as bartender, even though she's not compensating me for it, and 2) she's not noticing all the times the girls are taking advantage of her inattention and breaking rules left and right and it's really stressing me out. I mean, I love my job and where I'm working, but my nerves are getting more and more frayed, cuz I'm trying to be fair and all that and people are trying to walk all over me too when I try it. *sigh* I don't wanna be a bitch at work, but it seems like that'll be the only way I'll be taken at all seriously.

Okay, first off, lemme say that I had an absolutely wonderful time hanging out with Ken and Bianca this weekend, and hope they come back and visit us soon. We all had lots of fun having lots of wild monkey sex, so my weekend turned out great, which was good, cuz it sucked at work Monday, poured most of the day Tuesday, and today my other, personal weblog just doesn't want to show up on the main page of nevernormal, no matter how hard I try to finangle the php to make it do so, so I'm just a tad frustrated right now. I mean, I see all the other domains that have their lil blogs and updaters all sitting nice and pretty on their sites, and mine just wants to sit there and give me the middle finger. I mean, I've tried three different programs, and they've all had one problem or another. Wordpress, which, so far has been my favorite, required two days of css coding manipulation to make it fit in with the general color scheme of the domain. Moveable Type, which is owned by the same company now who owns this site, wouldn't even fucking LOAD!! I type in the load.cgi file, and it says there's an object problem...what the fuck?!? And then, I decide to try pMachine Pro, figuring third time's the charm, and this damn one wants to list all the entries in this lil side box thingy, tho it does have an rss feed. So, I'm so frustrated I want to kick the computer or throw it across the room (neither of which I believe Rich would like very much), but I think I'll have to settle for just going to bed and sleeping on it, cuz with the cool barmeet tomorrow, not gonna have any time to work on it after work. However, if there's anyone out there who knows php who thinks they can help me out, email me at christy@nevernormal.com. Thanks a bunch!

Okay, am glad (again) that livejournal is back up and running, because I have a lot to talk about. (Well, that is, a lot for me.) I've been having issues with the guy who runs my website, and the guy who works for him that used to be a good friend. It's kinda turned me off to the whole web thing right now. I'm still around, just not sure what I am going to do in the long run about all of this. I am, obviously, still dancing, so no need to worry about me disappearing all together. Now, about Double D's barmeet (the latest of which is this Thursday, January 20th)...Here's a link to some pics from the last barmeet she had at Nightmoves II, and here's the link to the info on how you can join us there, since I usually end up going, since I just love that gorgeous redhead! Soooo, if you want to come see my wacky ass, I will be at the barmeet on Thursday night as soon as I can get my ass off of work.

Okay, dunno why it's taken me this long to get around to talking about this, but I have some issues with food as regards to Florida versions thereof. First off, I must caveat this with the fact that I am from up north, Maryland to be exact, so as to explain why I feel strongly about how my food is prepared. First off, lemme start off with that wonderful state treat- Maryland crab cakes. Now, I see it advertised at seafood restaurants all the time- or, I should say, the pale Southern imitation. I've figured out how to determine if you're actually getting crab cakes cooked in the proper Maryland way (i.e. with Old Bay Seasoning) or not- how it is advertised. If it says Maryland crab cakes, nine times out of ten, it's the real thing. If, however, it says Maryland-style crab cakes, no dice. Okay, well, what is up with people trying to say it's Maryland-style if there's no Old Bay??? I'm sorry, but that has baffled me for quite some time. (Though, to make me feel better, I actually found a place in Oldsmar called Jack Willie's that has the proper crab cakes.) Another thing that I miss is a good Philly cheesesteak. Now, I tried Westshore Pizza's imitation of it, and was soundly disappointed. I guess that the only place I could personally find that came close was the Steak Escape food chain. Now, for those of you wondering how to make a proper Philly- you need thinly sliced steak with melted Provolone cheese on top, then top it with shredded lettuce, a couple tomatos, GRILLED onions, mayo, and spicy mustard. Peppers are at your discretion, but I don't like em, personally. The only other pet peeve I've ever had with food down here is the utter lack of ability for "Italian" take out places to get any pasta they serve to come out al dente. Most times, it's either too chewy or too limp. I guess they don't wanna take the time to make sure your getting some good alfredo or something like that.

Now that I've finally got that off my chest, lemme tell ya a little bit of how the week has been so far. Sunday was okay, though we didn't have any customers between 4 and 6. That should have been a portent to me of things to come, since yesterday, we had a total of 2 customers ALL DAY!! Today was much better, though I had to stay another hour to come out on top. I'm working on converting all my joined pages into 50x50 graphics, and only have a few more pages to go, so I should have it all converted by Christmas.

Okay, first off, what is up with people putting up Christmas outdoor decorations- before Thanksgiving?? That's just not something I understand. Another thing is that, after growing up up North, where it actually gets cold in November and December like it's supposed to, I move down here to Florida where you get to see Frosty out in the yard during the holidays- next to a palm tree. Sorry, just doesn't seem like those two are supposed to go together, but oh well. I'm rather enjoying being able to listen to good Christmas music whenever I'm on the computer thanks to Mix 100.7. There's a banner on the main page for Christmas music 24/7 with no commercials, which is good. I mean, I like to get a good deal during the holidays, same as everyone else, but what's up with people (like one of my coworkers) getting up at 3:30 am to stand in line at Target for when they open at five am?!? I mean, yes, I know there are special that would only be there between 5 and noon, but I really don't think I could handle the stress of thousands of people grabbing for the same piece of fruitcake, for example. And, um, what the fuck are people doing spending $3,500 on Christmas presents? There was an article in today's paper about it, and it boggles my mind that people think they have to impress friends and relatives with expensive, meaningless gifts. The ones that I've always enjoyed the most may not have been the most expensive I've recieved, but they meant more because it was ones that I could use, which meant that the giver thought it was more important that it be something I like rather than something that cost a lot. I wish that more people could understand that the truly Christmas minded people don't care that you spent $300 on a mink fur coat, but rather that you took the time to find out your cousin loves hazelnut coffee, so you bought them a subscription to the Gevalia coffee company. Just hope people understand that the true meaning of Christmas is not the crass commercialism and the buy, buy, buy mentality, but rather the point of spending quality time with family and friends and giving them what they want most- your company.

Well, apparently I cut off my last entry a little too soon. See, I came back home and my friend Jay called and said he was gonna come over and hang out. Now Jay is a student at one of the local Christian colleges and I wouldn't say I'm trying to corrupt him, but more like allowing him to explore as far as he wishes, without pushing him beyond his natural limits. Well, we're sitting there watching Monk on DVD and he's rubbing my back and starts wandering lower and ended up playing with me and then flipped me over, started pulling my pants down, and proceeded to eat and finger me to a very nice orgasm. :D So then after a horrid day at work on Wednesday, I went to the bar meet at Bobalouie's, and had three or four drinks, but my stomach was bugging me, so I ended up walking to the car in the nice 60 degree weather to both sober up a little and to try and calm my stomach. Today was another suckass day, not only because I couldn't seem to make very much money, but also because a guy who's been to two of the bar meets said both times he wanted to make sure I was working the next day cuz he wanted to come in. Well, when I ran into him last night to ask him why he hadn't come in, he said he'd forgotten (yeah right!), but would be coming in today. Well, by the time I left at 7:30, he hadn't shown up. Personally, if you can't get over to the club, that's fine, but don't fucking lie to me and say you fucking forgot. That's just bullshit. Plus, turns out that my stomach's upset because I had to change birth control pills, and Mom said I could look forward to this for up to the next three months!! Oh goodie. Well, if nothing else, it'll be a great diet program.