New Club (Hopefully)

Found an awesome new club. Dive-y, but friendly girls and a small stage with three normal poles and one more across connecting them at the top. Yay! Even the customers were cool - they tipped me well onstage.

So, here's the catch: my audition went well, and the manager said I got the job...but, I have to call on Sunday for my schedule, because the guy that hired me isn't the one that makes it. Plus I'm going out of town for the weekend, so won't be able to work till Monday...

Has that ever happened to anyone else? Cause it seems shady to me. In my old clubs, either you got the job and worked that day, or you didn't get the job. Thoughts?

P.S. Happy Thanksgiving.

Get Smart

Is it strange that I got off the other night thinking about Anne Hathaway? Don't lie to me - it is, huh. She used to be a former Disney princess, people. Like, the epitome of wide-eyed innocence. To be fair, I just watched that movie with her and Steve Carrell, where they're spies, you know? And damn. That girl has gotten h-o-t. I was boning my man and the next thing I know I'm imagining her naked. I mean, I went with it, but that's the kind of thing that when it's all over, you're kind of like, what the fuck just happened? Was that a fantasy about.....ANNE HATHAWAY? Sweet Jesus.

UPDATE: This is why I love living in L.A. - I SAW her at a coffeeshop over the weekend! I was like, hey you...get outta my dreams, and into my Corrolla.

time flies

I don't know why it's always about flies with me...

How did it get to be November already? I'm sitting here thinking and writing about old shit, shit that happened like three years ago. I've actually been living in this city for almost seven years. And in the same apartment for three of those. Definitely time for a change.

I woke up the morning after the election and actually felt different, like hope really had been restored. Cheesy but true. I knew that I would vote for him, but I didn't realize how much things could change if he got elected. So here it is, it's kind of like New Year's. What am I going to do now that there isn't some dumb fuck sitting in the Oval Office threatening to start a world war with his abject stupidity? Now that I can stop worrying about that, what kind of shit will fill the void left in my brain?

I should probably start with...working harder. OK, working period. I haven't had a steady job for about four months now and it's starting to wear on me. I haven't been dancing lately, just doing odd jobs here and there and literally staring at my computer all day. If I were going to guess, I'd say this might be how people go crazy. No human contact, nothing but screen and brain and churning shit out with little to no external stimuli.

Maybe I'll go for a walk.