I worked my first shift in about 8(?) months the other day. HOLY FUCK my whole body is sore. My feet hurt like when I was a n00b and I start getting tired around midnight. My hustle is completely rusted out and lame because I'm a boring MOM now and haven't thought of anything interesting to lie about in ages. I'm still a little bit chunky from the baby, and slightly uncoordinated. I almost fell getting up from doing a dance for this dude who just got out of prison. In the past it would not have bothered me but I was super nervous that I was going to screw up for some reason. LOL At least I can laugh at myself.
But it felt really good to be back on stage. Some guys said I was hot and I felt all flattered by it again, which you totally aren't flattered when you hear it every day. I missed the loud music, the exercise, the admiring glances, the MONEY. I didn't miss the drama, the drug addicts, the bitchy pimp-complex managers, the crusty old dance couches. The club I got hired at is really skanky, but it seems like most other clubs have too many girls right now.
I WILL get my groove back! I'm totally going to work the dominatrix angle tonight and handcuff some motherfuckers into staying in the VIP all night. :D And the good season is coming up....here's to a prosperous Saturday night, ladies!

