Entries by TATIANA

I finally got my lazy butt to work last night after sitting at home for three weeks, eating and watching Netflix. I have a rule that I try to follow and that is to not live off my savings because that is not what that money is for. One day when I don't dance anymore I can use that money for something else (hopefully something good) OR you never know......what if I get sick and need that money to help me get by. So it was time to work again.
Another thing that has kept me away from the small club I work at here locally, when I don't travel for work which I can't do all the time.....is that last time I was there, back in October the owner said something rather nasty to me and I got sent home. Not for doing anything wrong but merely for joking around. I did not appreciate that treatment and I know that if I would had worked at a "regular" job that would had been absolutely unacceptable and I could had went to HR and filed a complaint or even taken it further and gotten legal advice. Well, as a dancer you don't have many rights and we are not protected in ways that most people in the workforce are. Somebody also told me that they heard I got fired. Well, listen I did not get fired. First of all, I never did anything to get fired for. Things you can and probably should get fired for as a dancer would be getting wasted at work every time you are there (acting drunk and obnoxious), stealing at work, ripping people off, doing dirty dances, having sex or just acting plain crazy. Since I don't do any of that stuff at work ever, I don't get in trouble. I got fired once by a douchey manager at Tens in NYC for not wearing the appropriate shoe (missing ankle strap) and he overheard me talking about it to my girlfriend, so he flexed his bossy muscles and fired me. And was a good thing because I went to Flashdancers instead and made more money and management loved me there. That is the only time I got fired from a club.
One more thing, the owner at this club here has told me that he is glad that I work there because I am, in his own words, "good for business." He likes the way I look and carry myself. So last night he came up to me and kindly apologized for the incident last month. Of course I accepted the apology. I know that we all sometimes blurt out things that we don't mean, we all have bad days.....that's life. So Tatiana is back in business.......BITCHES! So to all you sorry bitches here in this small town that has nothing better to do than talk shit about me, because I am such a SCANDALOUS stripper......you can KISS MY ASS!
You will never be anything close to what I am and stand for......and I do not refer to what I look like necessarily because we all have a different opinion about what beauty is.....and looks don't last forever. I'm talking about who I am as a person. So go home, stuff your face with pizza, grow a bigger ass, get drunk and talk some more trash! YEAAAY!!!

OMG, a dancer that likes to read, write and talk about things that matter. LUCKY YOU!





One more thing.......and this is a PERSONAL matter. It is really interesting to me that a certain person that called me crying last summer asking me for help when they could not pay their rent and car payment due to not making any money at work is thinking it is totally appropriate to talk shit about me and yap about my personal life to some nasty white trash people here that I KNOW they would otherwise talk bad about and never hang out with in the town they were living before. I paid for a ticket for this person to get here, brought them to the club so they could make money and get back on their feet, introduced them to a nice guy that treats them way better than the 15 or so last guys that they dated or got fucked by in the last couple of years.
I have helped out on several other occasions with money and lent an ear EVERY time when they were sad or went through hard times in life because that is (at least to me) what a good friend does and this is what I get in return. Not to mention all the other nice verbal insults and crazy talk that I got barraged with last couple of months from this individual. Yea, you know who you are and I know you read my blog. Don't bite the hand that feeds you and SHAME on you! I would never ever sink as low as you. I hope you are HAPPY and that your life will finally start working out for you! And I sincerely mean that. I am a forgiving person and a very loyal friend but do NOT confuse my kindness for weakness!

I just got back from a quickie at the gym, 30 minutes and I was done. I was annoyed at first because both of the ellipticals that I use were taken, they have four total of the kind that I use (and four more of another model) but two are out of order now. So instead I got on the regular treadmill for 20 minutes but upped the incline to level 7 for 12 minutes on 4.0 speed, like hiking uphill at a brisk pace, it was good. I can't just walk in a normal pace on the treadmill, that would be like walking Chhaya outside, when I am at the gym I want to break a sweat. Then I did some legs and that was it. On the elliptical I do 30 minutes on level 16, the hill course. In case somebody is curious. My gym visits are usually about an hour long, after that I get antsy and don't know what to do there anymore. And I like going to the gym.
It feels good, sure I don't get super excited about going but once I am there I am glad I'm there. Now I'm home, I just ate, doing laundry. I fed Chhaya, sometimes I give her two hard boiled eggs, she loves that and it's a great source of protein.
Yesterday I blacked out for a few seconds. I was outside and I bent forward to pick up an extension cord off the ground. Well, I wasn't paying attention and I hit my head full on and I heard a loud bang inside my head, I completely blacked out and fell straight backwards on the ground and laid there for a few seconds. Nothing like blacking out and laying outside in the freezing cold Alaskan night. One moment of not paying attention or misjudging a situation can result in some bad consequences. I thought I was bleeding at first but I was lucky, my scalp burned but no blood and no headache and I feel fine. It is still cold here but I have experienced colder days and nights in Alaska. Some - 20 °F and - 30°F (that is about - 29 and - 34 in C.) Right now it is bath time!

I'm in bed, snacking on pistachios and laughing at Jimmy Fallon. I guess it's Miley's 21st birthday next week and she is planning on a wild and fun party to celebrate. THAT is a party I would loooooove to attend, I bet it's going to be amazing! Miley......please send Tatiana an invitation! You won't regret it.......

Anyhow. Chhaya attended the doggy class this evening, she was a really good girl. I think we might start going to a class in January so Chhaya can do something different to break up the regular routine and be around other dogs.



I want to touch on a subject that I feel strongly about. When I was in South Dakota (Winner) for work I met a very nice gentleman and we talked about our dogs. He told me about his wonderful Labrador companion and friend but then he said something that made me sad, although I chose not to say anything to him because I didn't want to offend him, or actually offend his wife (that was not present I should add). He told me that his dog is never allowed in the house because his wife thinks that the dog is dirty. So the dog sleeps in a doghouse outside, they live in Canada. It gets cold there. I know people do this and they seem to think that it is perfectly normal and that their dogs are fine and happy living like that. Well, I say they are not and so do many others. Dogs are pack animals, their human family are their pack so when you leave your dog outside you shut them out and they suffer. Of course dogs like to be outside but when you are keeping them company. I do let Chhaya out for a quick pee first thing in the morning and last thing at night, she does her thing and then she runs back home and stands outside the door and I let her back in. Later on in the day we go for walks and/or play outside together. I can never imagine not letting her in and watching her watch me from the outside in with sad eyes, that would be so wrong! Every dog deserves to live as part of it's family regardless of size and breed. If you think your dog is dirty then brush it, groom it and bathe it. Sure Chhaya brings in dirt and gets my bed dirty. But I bring in dirt too, therefore I clean.....besides some dirt won't kill me. Chhaya is curled up in bed with me right now and the companionship and joy she brings into my life is priceless. I can wash my sheets or get new ones but Chhaya is irreplaceable.
If you know somebody that keeps their dog/s outside, please show them the link I am providing and hopefully they will change their mind about keeping their companion outside. ❤

http://www.dogsdeservebetter.com

Do I have any other plans this very cold evening? It's - 2 °F that is - 19 °C, in case somebody from Europe is reading this. Brrrrrrrr!
I am going to trim some hair in the neither region. Why? Maybe it's pool time or perhaps work time again? So I am bringing out the heavy equipment for said task. Check back tomorrow for before and after pics!



One more thing before I go. Look at these two cuties, my heart melts over this......I LOVE animals! Jeffrey and Jermaine, two brothers (Lab and pitbull mix), were found abandoned. Jeffrey is blind and Jermaine helps him out. They are now safe at a shelter that took them in and the shelter is looking for a good home for them. I am sure they will find a great place for these two wonderful cuties. Look at them cuddle as they sleep.......awwwwwww! ❤



Photo Credit: Operation Ava

I had a busy day.....left for Anchorage early this morning and came back a few hours ago, it takes about three hours to drive there so I am tired now and ready for a nice and long sleep. Chhaya does not like that drive at all, she gets really tense and can't relax for the whole drive. Once in Anchorage she is fine and when we get closer to Kenai she reverts back to normal, she recognizes when we get close. She is such a baby and was bundled up the whole time that I was running around the whole town doing errands.



When I came home I took a bath and put a clay mask on my face. I am going to read a bit (stocked up on some good magazines like the latest Adbusters) and then sleep I'm sooooo tired. Sorry I'm so boring lately. I don't have anything exciting to write about at the moment.

I am a bit annoyed now......watching TMZ out of the corner of my eye and they are talking about that some lame broad said on TV that Joanna Krupa has a smelly vagina.
I mean.....come on! It is so low to talk that kind of trash about others. How does she know for a fact that Joanna's VAGINE is stinky? Did she bury her head in between Joanna's legs and took a whiff? Unless you know something for A FACT, don't spread trashy and mean rumors. Look, I'm no innocent angel.....do I ever talk about people? Yes, I do but I try to stick to things I know for a fact. And certain things are to me at least off limits to gossip about unless you do actually know it being the truth. To say that kind of stuff is just mean. I feel bad for Joanna.
By the way, in case you don't know this.....VAGINES smell once in a while. If I marinate at home for a few days without taking a shower my neither regions probably don't smell that great either, whatever I don't care! It's not like anybody is down there smelling around anyways.
So don't pretend like your shit don't stink once in a while. Plus, I think Joanna is GORGEOUS, I'm sure that there are plenty of men out there that wouldn't mind sniffing on her VAGINE, stinky or not. Plus, she can wash that thing but ugly doesn't wash away. The insecure hag that talked about Joanna will remain ugly.

It's Throwback Thursday and that means putting up pictures from days gone by. So I found this one of me from second grade. I'm either seven or eight depending on when in the year the picture was taken. I was always the youngest in my class, since my birthday is late in the year. I remember wanting to be a veterinarian or a circus princess/performer. I think journalist was included in the future plans also. My favorite color was red and my best friend was Helén. We loved animals, especially horses and we had our own club, it was called Kla-Kla. We spent a lot of time making newsletters for our club. One time we saved a spider, I still remember this, we named the spider Victor. We would also save trees, at least we were convinced we did, by mending broken branches with tape. I loved reading and would spend hours in my room doing that, happily immersed in my book. I was very shy but very fun loving and outgoing with my friends. I played outside a lot and I collected, what we call in Sweden "bokmärken" and I had several albums full of them.



Time goes by SO fast! Now I'm becoming nostalgic......