we're gonna go and change somebody's world

i have decided to go to Strippers and ask for a job, hopefully as just a waitress simply because i don't have the means to buy proper stripper accessories right now (and i can't very well borrow it from Mom. "hey, i need some 6-inch plastic heels...for school.") it's just that i need money now, and since i'm so fascinated with Strippers, maybe i'll get lucky. it's better than Wal-Mart.

i've been trying to become comfortable being naked in heels. i put on Rocky Horror and hopped up on my coffee table in front of the mirror, stark naked with just my dressy heels on, doing the Time Warp and having a great time. then Dexter's playing made the blinds on the sliding glass door sweep open for a second, and i hit the floor. in hindsight it's funny...

this whole abstinence thing feels strangely good. my vibrator is working overtime, but it's really all i need. every time i turn down an opportunity to get laid, it's hard, but i feel progressive. like i should be earning differently colored chips to put on my keychain for every guy i turn down. i'm also taking this break from cock to let my pubes grow out, because goddammit, i miss my bush. i've been either clean or short-trimmed for months now and it's time for my business to be a ladygarden again. 

i'm gonna start working on my screenplay, when i know nothing about writing screenplays. we'll see what happens.