Beautiful Day. At the end of a transitional, fairly successful week.
I've been hired at a local retail joint, and I'm still amazed at how much easier the job hunt was/is without the club hanging over my head. I can't describe how uncomfortable it was, pretending not to be a dancer looking for a job. It's akin to going back to school after you get your first period. It feels like everyone knows, and its mega-paranoia time.
Is this how every ex-dancer feels, once they've taken the plunge and gotten out of the lifestyle? Like I've shed a dirty old ragged skin that no longer fit. I feel cleaner, refreshed, and I've gotten a good dose of my confidence and self-esteem back that had been overshadowed by The Pole.
Fuck that Pole.
The lover and I tried out Bagelicious II for breakfast today. Cute little place, good coffee. The bagels? ...Eh.
We traveled out to his father's camp later, and I met his other brother, his wife, and their adorable daughter. Such fat cheeks!!
The lake is quite high, no surprise there. It was beautiful out today, and I wish I could stand the heat better.
The month of June flew by, and it was a stressful, busy month. Good riddance! I only feel a little panicky about losing a whole month of summer where I didn't pack in enough summer activities. However, I got a B in that awful Spanish class, so June can fuck itself.
;)
K
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July 06, 2013
July 04, 2013
Happy 4th!
Song on my iPod:
Got to Get It
Sisqo (remember him?) , Year of the Dragon (2000)
This song always reminds me of the first farm I worked on; learning how to drive tractor, more specifically trying to back the feed wagon out of the feed bunker.
I know, very bizarre association and I can't explain it. Somehow, the two got clipped together in my memory bank. My, how long ago that was!! Those memories just seem like movie clips now, not experiences. I guess that's what happens when you get older, eh? Man, by the time I'm seventy I'll have quite the Emmy collection ;)
I quit the club last week. I was driving home from the kitty shelter and decided to leap off a cliff and just shed that shit already. It was a little nirvana-ish. I've gotten back tons of congratulations and support, it makes me laugh at how obvious it is of the low place in our society that the stripper lifestyle holds.
Can I get a restart?
First interview Tuesday.
K
Got to Get It
Sisqo (remember him?) , Year of the Dragon (2000)
This song always reminds me of the first farm I worked on; learning how to drive tractor, more specifically trying to back the feed wagon out of the feed bunker.
I know, very bizarre association and I can't explain it. Somehow, the two got clipped together in my memory bank. My, how long ago that was!! Those memories just seem like movie clips now, not experiences. I guess that's what happens when you get older, eh? Man, by the time I'm seventy I'll have quite the Emmy collection ;)
I quit the club last week. I was driving home from the kitty shelter and decided to leap off a cliff and just shed that shit already. It was a little nirvana-ish. I've gotten back tons of congratulations and support, it makes me laugh at how obvious it is of the low place in our society that the stripper lifestyle holds.
Can I get a restart?
First interview Tuesday.
K
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