Welcome to Chaos !!

I just got home from work. Me and Sharon were unusually loud, even for us, this evening.
We renamed ourselves Smegma and Prairie Dog. And that was like the funniest thing EVER, so we thought. At least I get a few good laughs when I go to work.
Then one guy got quite annoying. First I thought he was joking about wanting to get married etc. But when he would not shut up about it and seemed seriously confused towards the end that I was not going to give him my number (I never do and never make false promises about giving my number to anyone) or go out with him, let alone marry him. He started becoming annoying, he actually bothered me. Really now, I don't know you! And I don't care to know you after that display of mental confusion. I started ignoring him and he kept on coming up to me. Leave me alone!
Then another one was talking about how ROMANTICAL he could be.....now that's FUNNY! Romantical......LOL. But I guess it's a valid word (?)....although I never heard it before.
As always the night before this one was supposedly a really good night, it's always the night/s when I don't go to work that I hear are just soooooo good. How come?



Now to something more serious. I was late to work cause I just had to watch a show on PBS last night called "Surviving Ebola". I found it very interesting and informative and I thought it was so cool to actually see old footage and a current interview with Peter Piot that I have only read about so far. Again it struck me, the courage displayed by volunteer nurses and Doctors Without Borders that willingly choose to travel to places, away from the comforts and often safety of their homes and loved ones, to care for people they have no relation to. I admire them so much. I would never do that. I can admit to that, I don't have that in me.
Those people are truly heroic.
Then on the drive home from work I listened to Coast To Coast Am, on there they too discussed Ebola but this was a more dire discussion. About lies, conspiracies, biological warfare, that we should all be prepared to isolate ourselves and make sure we have enough food and water to survive for a while. I can say that it didn't seem too farfetched. One of the guests even said that he advises people not to plan to have children right now, due to the current state of the world. And that is ONE of the main reasons I don't have a child. I don't want to put an innocent child into this world because I don't like what I see. Why would I want to subject another person, my OWN child to possible suffering? Sure, these are only speculations but I don't think the discussions I've been catching snippets of on Coast To Coast AM lately are a bunch of mumbo jumbo. It scares me. Ebola. IS.
Possible biological warfare. Is this done on purpose somehow? I don't know. But I do know that being healthy is priceless. Having food and water is priceless also. You don't need much else. But I'm about to fall asleep now, it's after 4 AM and Chhaya kept the bed nice and warm for me. That too is priceless, the friendship we have with out beloved pets.

Another evening here with a magnificent moon. This is what I saw on my walk with Chhaya a few hours ago. We walk here.....just us. Sometimes we see moose, sometimes caribou or some birds. Besides that, it's quiet.



Chhaya and the moon.



After the walk I was frozen. It's time to dig up the long johns and some warm gloves. One of my toes is still recovering after getting cold tonight.
Besides that I'm exhausted for no reason at all. I think I'm going to wash my hair and go to sleep early. Unless I try to stay up and try to look for the lunar eclipse. It starts a little after midnight tonight and goes on for a few hours.

The moon was so big and gorgeous last night. I was in the right place for a good pic, this is the moon over the Kenai river last night.



There is a lunar eclipse tonight I guess, I might be able too see that too. If I'm not sleeping.
Besides this I am annoyed. I am dealing with a missing money order that was cashed by not the person it was intended for and fraud on my credit card. Got the credit card taken care of.....now I'm getting a new card sent to me and I have to inform all the places that I have recurrent billing with of the new credit card number. Time consuming, annoying. Then I have to trace the money order and try to get my money back for it. WTF. Stuff like this is exhausting. Bleh. So I'm feeling annoyed.
One more FUN fact......I guess there were some people from Africa in the club last night I heard (I wasn't there). One of them recently arrived from Africa. Not Liberia. But still, Africa. After they left, the table and chairs they were using and the pool sticks (they played pool) got wiped down with bleach. I don't think any of the girls interacted with them last night.
Last Saturday night a guy from Kongo was in.....he told me he is here working, in between here and Japan I guess on some ship, so he had not physically been in Africa for a while.
I interviewed him, oh yes I did. He was very nice. But last night he brought in a friend, that person was newly arrived from Africa. I am not interested in getting any kind of disease - HIV, the flu, Marburg, Ebola, chlamydia, HPV.....etc. NONE of that stuff that you can get from another person. I intend to stay as healthy as possible. Next time management tells me that I HAVE to talk to somebody or do a lap dance for somebody just because they happened to make it in the "buy one get one free dance", or the "get one free" or the "$10 off a lap dance" jars that we have on stage (YES.....like rollbacks at Walmart OK....I don't like it whatsoever) I will remind them of that I am an independent contractor and I interact with people at my own discretion. That's the law. You can't force me to do anything actually and then yell at me and call me STUPID (true story) when I protest and question stuff. You can call me ugly if you want, if that's what you think, cause I really couldn't care less. But do not call me stupid, because if you think that I am stupid then your IQ levels better be way up there.

This weekend I ran into Sue and Tim that run Alaska's Extended Life Animal Sanctuary in Nikiski twice at PetCo. I can report that the last little puppy found a good forever (I hope) home. Look at this little baby! This makes me happy and also sad because there are so many animals out there that don't get the care and love they so deserve. Sue and Tim are doing a great job!





Unfortunately there are a lot of people out there with many misconceptions about the importance of spaying and neutering. They erroneously believe such things that neutering a male dog will make him less of a dog, most likely it's a man that is drawing parallels between his own genitals and the dogs. Or that a female dog should at least have one litter in her lifetime. Not true! I got involved in a small discussion with somebody I know last week regarding that issue. No, a female dog should not have at least one litter. I can quote what the Humane Society says about just that.
"MYTH: It's better to have one litter before spaying a female pet." FACT:Medical evidence indicates just the opposite. In fact, the evidence shows that females spayed before their first heat are typically healthier."
Here are some other facts I found,
"Most of the perceived disadvantages to spaying and neutering are false. The most quoted of these are that "your pet will become fat and lazy." It is true that altered pets do not require as many daily calories as an unaltered animal, but obesity is the result of overfeeding and lack of physical activity, not spaying or neutering. Regulating your pet's diet and caloric intake are important to maintaining a healthy weight. There is no medical justification for the misconception that your female pet needs to have at least one litter before being spayed. Surgical sterilization doesn't cause a change in personality, intelligence, hunting ability, playfulness, or affection."
There is a TON of information out there about spaying and neutering. Educate yourself and please DO NOT spread the wrong information because you have misconceptions about the issue.
The other day I got asked TWICE if I want to breed Chhaya. I have lost count on how many times people have asked me that. Chhaya is a beautiful girl, she gets lots of attention. I always decline (of course) plus I add that I do not believe in breeding dogs. I might as well let them know how I feel.



I could had bred Chhaya already several times and made a nice profit from it. But that would had been WRONG. I can not control how her puppies will get treated once I don't have them anymore. Pitbulls are frequently mistreated, abused and abandoned. The shelters are full of pitbulls awaiting adoption or euthanization. I'm sure that Chhaya would had been a wonderful Mommy and that she would have the cutest puppies ever but that is of no importance really. I do not want to contribute to the problem of unwanted and mistreated pets. That is way more important.
Yeah, your dog might be purebred and have papers. So what? That does not mean that you have to make it your mission to breed it. WAKE UP and get your head out of your ass. You are not doing your dog or anybody else any favors by doing that. Chhaya is a pure bred too and she has papers. I am looking at the bigger picture when it comes to Chhaya having puppies, not some immediate gratification and extra money in my wallet.
Look at this pitbull. Somebody (that deserves a bullet in the head I think) did this to it. This is how animals get treated on an everyday basis. If you think that you will be able to find good and responsible owners to all of the puppies in the litter your dog had.....you are a fool.
How would you feel if this happened to one of the puppies from that litter? This could had been prevented. By not breeding.

I got the latest Elle yesterday to be read while I enjoyed every bite of these delicious cupcakes. MMMMMMMM!



I was disappointed with this issue of Elle, it was boring and full of crap. I did not like any of the fashion and the articles were all about finding a man, because if you don't have a man your life must not be complete, right? And a bunch of very valuable information that men prefer women that look young and dewy, so make sure you stay forever youthful looking, preferably like you are still in high school even if you are pushing 70. I was like BARF! Having said that, there is some MD in New York that promises that a laser that he uses in his office (Fraxel Thulium) will rid a person of 85 - 90 percent of sun damage in two treatments. That's kind of impressive! Maybe when I'm 60 I will do some of that laser.....so I can stay forever young looking! If I'm still vain when I'm 60. As far as the need of having a man in my life, that is of no importance to me. I'm happy without one and I am happy with one, IF it's a quality man that is. If he is not quality then it's better to be without one.
The only good stuff I came across (that I already knew and that I keep telling people) is that eating yoghurt.....(good quality yoghurt) and sauerkraut is good for your stomach. Lucky me, I love both yoghurt and sauerkraut.
Last night I had those cinnamon balls from Taco Bell. I sent one of my slaves out to get them for me while I was starving at work. Cinnabon Delights I think they are called. Never again. That crap made me feel queasy for the rest of the night. One girl I work with suggested I make myself vomit. Actually last night I wish that I could had stuck my fingers down my throat bulimia style to vomit up those cinnamon balls. But I have never done that before and I'm not about to start. But that was the first and last time I'm eating that crap. I haven't had Taco Bell in forever. At least ten years I think. Now I know why. Bleh.
So I was curled up on the couch at work all night long, watching videos of the mega rave Tomorrowland in Boom, Belgium. For some reason we had a lot of children in last night, just turned 21, confused and full of annoying energy. No, I am not interested in dating you if you look like you are 16 and weigh 120 lbs. Please......leave me alone. The young ones are persistent little fuckers, kind of like mosquitoes. But kind of fun still.

Soooooo.......Ebola. It's here in the US now. Great. Do I have to start walking around with a mask on my face and a bottle of tea tree oil in my purse for disinfecting purposes?



I have been reading up on it, US reports and Liberian online news. What annoys me is the inconsistencies in the stories that are coming out. Stick to the facts and report the facts only, this is some serious shit. Ebola is not airborne yet.....but who knows, it might mutate tomorrow and spread the respiratory route.
I'm supposed to travel for work soon. But at this point I'm hesitant. I have not got my ticket yet. First of all I have some sort of anxiety related to buying plane tickets and arranging for travel plans. I don't know why but I really don't like doing that. I put it off for as long as I possibly can.
Then I don't want to be around hordes of sick, coughing and sneezing people in airports and on airplanes. People sneezing gross me out cause half of them just sneeze straight out in the air, like DISGUSTING! I do not want your nasty wet sneeze particles on me. Then the club I'm supposed to work at will have dudes from all over the country, some of them are really into exotic hunting. You know, going on trips to some African country to hunt and shoot some poor exotic animal to be displayed as a trophy. Well, who knows. Maybe they bring home a zebra rug and Ebola.
Yeah.....this Ebola stuff is crazy and frightening. This might be the start to the end of times for us humans.

Yesterday when I woke up everything felt difficult. I did not want to get out of bed, I did not want to take care of stuff that I needed to get done, although I forced myself and took care of everything that was on my to do list. Because I know that if I procrastinate then the next day is going to feel even more difficult. But it felt like the worst day ever (well in a while at least). PMS maybe? I had to force myself to go to work. And 9 times out of 10 that is the best remedy for a gloomy mood, at least for me. We have so much FUN at work, me and the girls. I get to laugh, gossip, sleep on the couch, fend off admirers (take a number guys the line is long and I'm still waiting for Rihanna), tell jokes, listen to music and sing along loudly American Idol style AND go home with money.....sometimes a lot, sometimes not that much but on average not bad.
So since Boss Lady and the Big Boss are away in the Bahamas, enjoying life and worrying about the club (don't worry Boss Lady, business is better than ever)......Tatiana the self appointed assistant manager is ruling the roost. Ball whacker in hand and the black boots on, parading around the club Putin style. I made sure all the girls made lots of money and we got rid of at least a pound of that blue baking soda, Mr. White would had been so proud of me! And Grady gave me a massage. At this point, if Grady doesn't willingly (without me asking) give me a shoulder and neck rub he knows that the ball whacker will hurt him where the sun doesn't shine. You have to train your slaves. Mine are trained well.



Not my behind (in case you wonder). But a very nice behind I have to say.



Check out this voodoo statue. I think it was carved by a shaman deep inside the Amazon jungle. Somehow Boss Lady got a hold of it, probably on one of her world travels and brought it back to AK. She actually gave it to me a while back but I politely declined the gift. I want a pink Prada Bag instead Boss Lady! Thank you very much. I don't think I would be able to sleep at night with this voodoo statue on display in my house, plus it fits the club way better.
It's displayed behind the bar stage (unless I take pics of it that is).



Today I feel GREAT! My gloomy mood is gone and I am ready for the weekend. I hope you are too!