Entries by TATIANA

Ummmmm, so before going on stage I was bending over naked and checking my VAGINE in the mirror when Aaron, the fill in dj for this evening walked in on me.
I heard, "Oh, that's cute" behind me. Hello! Embarrassing! LOL. Only in the strip club.
Like he really needed to see THAT! Of course I started my period at work and so did another girl, she didn't have any tampons so I came to her rescue and gave her one of mine. In case you need to know (yes of course you do) I only use tampons when absolute necessary, like when I am working. Or go to raves. I am not going to drip blood everywhere or put a pad in my Honey Dews. But I really don't like tampons, it feels weird to trap the blood inside when it should come out. I try to use only organic cotton tampons, the smallest size. I hope you found all of that information very interesting!

I was so busy today with STUFF........errands that I didn't have time to write anything until now. And I am at work now. Had to find birthday gifts for people......get food for Chhaya, for me, a latte, get ready for work etc. Sometimes there are not enough hours in a day.



We had a birthday celebration for Clay, our dj and Trish, a local hottie tonight.
There was food and cake. I was already feeling bloated and fat when I got here, now after eating I feel like a whale. Me having one piece of cake when we had two different kinds, vanilla and chocolate? No way, I needed to try both. Oh well, I guess I can feel like a fat slug tonight. Gym tomorrow.



Well, I have to go. At work, my turn on stage soon.

The difference between the money you make on stage varies. Sometimes it is good.
Two songs and $ 186.



And other times I go up and make $ 23. That is how it is. It can be worse. I have worked in clubs where you barely make one dollar on stage.



I am at work right now and I am not in the mood to be here, at all. It is smokey, cold and boring. But I need $ for a bag of food for Chhaya, my phone bill and as always latte money. And I do not like dipping into my savings. So I am here, counting down the minutes until I can go home........

I woke up too early today because that boy dog that likes Chhaya came by again.
Third time since last Sunday. So Chhaya was barking and whining. I had to call the owners (again) and ask them to come and get him. I would never let Chhaya roam around miles from the house by herself. I would be worried that something bad would happen to her. I have a friend that let his dog out once and didn't see the dog for three days, that poor dog had been trapped in a snare. Luckily he somehow survived.
People let their dogs run without supervision all the time and next thing they know the dog is gone. Irresponsible I think.
So.......what can I write about today? Well, how about this. A sick and evil pedophile recently got released from jail. Manipulated his electronic bracelet device. Then went ahead and abducted a woman and her 10 year old daughter. Raped the little girl in front of the Mom, then murdered the Mom. He got apprehended and is back in jail.
I could write about stuff like this every day. What I don't understand is what he was doing out in society in the first place, why was he released from jail? It seems like pedophiles are repeat offenders, therefore I strongly believe in chemical castration. Should be mandatory punishment for all convicted child molesters and rapist. What is wrong with (some) men? Really!? You don't hear of women (often at least) attacking children and raping them or other guys either for that matter. Sure women commit crimes but what is the problem with men? When I hear about cases like that I get so sad. That poor 10 year old is without a Mom now, she knows that her Mom got murdered. And she lived through a traumatic rape. Nice start on her life. Scarred forever.
I just thought of something else Larry (from the other night) told me. He said that there is never such a thing as a bad day or a problem. I told him that I didn't agree. I am a realist.
Of course there are bad days and problems. Obviously, look at what I just wrote about. Larry said he is an optimist and for him there are no problems or bad days. Hmmmmmmm.........Then he said that I might change my mind on that when I get older. Perhaps. Change is a part of life. I am aware of this. He also told me that he used to shoot coyotes in his younger days, kind of just to shoot them. And that he now regrets doing that. He said, "For what?". He no longer believes in hunting as a thing to do for fun. That I liked to hear. Hunting just for fun? Barbaric in my opinion.

Chhaya got to try a new food yesterday. It's called Vital by Freshpet and I found it in the refrigerated section at PetCo. It has blueberries in it and lots of other good stuff.
She scarfed it down, like with almost everything else that I give her.



I keep all of Chhaya's toys in two crates in the bedroom. She rummages through them and picks out whatever toy she wants to play with or nibby on.



Sometimes she tears the stuffing out of her toys because that is what she likes to do and I let her OF COURSE. I want her to have fun and play HER way. Then I decide if I am going to save the toy or not. It is easy to put the stuffing back in and sew it up. It only takes a few minutes. I ❤ my girl!

When you work as a dancer you get a lot of compliments......at least I do and I think that most dancers do. Some compliments are sincere and others I am sure guys repeat to every girl that sits down next to them, maybe hoping to score a number or something. I have gotten compliments on everything from my toes to my hair and I usually don't pay too much attention to them. Well, tonight an older really nice
(it turned out) gentleman with the name of Larry came in. Larry is from Reno Nevada but lives here now and we had lots to talk about since he basically knows Nevada really well, he even delivered ice to Burning Man a few times. Larry was wearing dark blue jeans, his belt buckle had a large C on it (for Cummins engines he told me), a crisp white and blue shirt and a cap with the Budweiser logo. According to Larry I am the best thing since the invention of the shirt pocket and the classiest lady he has ever met, with skin softer than a powder puff. I never heard the shirt pocket before. Classy - many times. And soft skin, even girls tell me that my skin is soft. I thought that was such a nice compliment that I had to share it.
Well, I am writing from work.......it is 1 55 am and we are turning off the lights and closing down for the evening.