Good Morning.
I have a job interview today that I suspect will be a dud, but will be good interview practice nonetheless, and another one tomorrow. Plus, I have one to call back and schedule an interview for.
And I have several writing gigs right now, also. Of course everything comes in at once :P I'm not complaining, just gotta keep my head out of the clouds, both literally and figuratively, har har.
I'm not as nervous this round of interviews. I'm at the point where I'm (almost) desperate for better pay and/or full-time work so I'm like, Come on, let's get this over with.
Ok, I gotta get some stuff done before I turn all professional ;)
Have a great Thong Thursday!
K
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September 12, 2013
July 23, 2013
Execution
For those that know me, you know how I like to analyze things, situations, life changes, etc. So I've been mulling over this new stage in my life where I'm at, and the past one.
While I do not regret my time spent in the naked lifestyle, I wonder at the effects it's had on me.
For example, even though I am a total morning person now ~7 a.m. 6 days a week, have been since February and I love it....I still have a tremendous amount of trouble being productive before 11 a.m. And I still get a minor second wind late in the evening, like 8 p.m. If it's a work-at-home-writing day, I can work fairly steadily 11 a.m. onward, but if could just get it to start at like, 8:30 a.m., I'd be so much more productive. That I'm blaming on dancing.
Another thing: I'm still shaking off the schedule of being active and working hard (no pun intended. Ok, well for demonstrative purposes...hehe, that doesn't make it any less funny, huh?)for a small space of time (i.e. 4-minute lapdance) then slacking off for a half hour. Repeat. Granted, I have much longer productive times than the time it takes to make $20, but still if I could just work steadily most of the time allotted for work, I'd get more shit done. That I'm blaming on dancing.
Another thing: I feel like I've been released back into normal life; obviously the exotic dancer lifestyle isn't the best dinner conversation, and there are a lot of stigmas that plenty of girls fit into. So I felt like somewhat of a social outcast while I was engaged in naked nefarious deeds, and always choked when someone asked what my job was. I felt as if I stood on the edge of society; don't get me wrong, it didn't upset me that much since I'm not super fond of people, but still.
I feel like I've been introduced to society from a stint in the wild urban jungle. Sometimes I miss the other cheetahs but they'll take down prey without me ;)
K
While I do not regret my time spent in the naked lifestyle, I wonder at the effects it's had on me.
For example, even though I am a total morning person now ~7 a.m. 6 days a week, have been since February and I love it....I still have a tremendous amount of trouble being productive before 11 a.m. And I still get a minor second wind late in the evening, like 8 p.m. If it's a work-at-home-writing day, I can work fairly steadily 11 a.m. onward, but if could just get it to start at like, 8:30 a.m., I'd be so much more productive. That I'm blaming on dancing.
Another thing: I'm still shaking off the schedule of being active and working hard (no pun intended. Ok, well for demonstrative purposes...hehe, that doesn't make it any less funny, huh?)for a small space of time (i.e. 4-minute lapdance) then slacking off for a half hour. Repeat. Granted, I have much longer productive times than the time it takes to make $20, but still if I could just work steadily most of the time allotted for work, I'd get more shit done. That I'm blaming on dancing.
Another thing: I feel like I've been released back into normal life; obviously the exotic dancer lifestyle isn't the best dinner conversation, and there are a lot of stigmas that plenty of girls fit into. So I felt like somewhat of a social outcast while I was engaged in naked nefarious deeds, and always choked when someone asked what my job was. I felt as if I stood on the edge of society; don't get me wrong, it didn't upset me that much since I'm not super fond of people, but still.
I feel like I've been introduced to society from a stint in the wild urban jungle. Sometimes I miss the other cheetahs but they'll take down prey without me ;)
K
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