i love mayo. on hamburgers, on sandwiches, i love mayo and pickles together, omg mayo and onions even better.yum.





FUCK! I didn't go into work tonight because I was in the wrong state of mind. Fuck Mondays anyway. I'll go in tomorrow.
I feel like such a loser today. A pretty loser, but a loser nonetheless.
"Dancing tables, making deals with devils like a drunk beauty queen"
Tuesdays are only slightly better than Mondays
I've gained some weight and my boobs have gotten fat. I've NEVER had real boobs before, only my implants. I was going down the stairs the other day and thought WTF!? Anyway, I'm really enjoying this fat on top of my fake tits. I've been standing in the mirror, shaking my boobs, jumping around, squeezing.... It's fun.





I posted a photo of my loser ex on Facebook and do not care. He unfriended me and blocked me when I found his online profile. I'd really like to post the photo of the guy I really want to be with, but many of my FB friends are people I know in real life who also know him. I really have no reason to post his photo.
There's a guy at church I am not interested in but keeps trying to make conversation with me. He's ugly to me and not my type so after church I hide until he leaves.





The latest installment of Bambi On Ice has come to NoVa. My boots finally blew out at work last nite, after the mgr tried to help me fix them w/ E6000 glue where they were starting to split. This club does not like tall boots, they said nothing above the ankle, & I am now sitting here in my brand-spankin-new stilettos in between aimless wandering around my (carpeted!) apt trying to break them in.





I LOVE tall boots!
MANY MEN WANTED TO LAY ME DOWN, BUT FEW WANTED TO LIFT ME UP
-Eartha Kitt





I hate that we have to make money at all. I just wish money didn't exist. I wish the Zeitgeist/ Venus Project world actually happens soon. I can't take this shit much longer. I just think that money is useless and corrupts this world.
Imagine if everyone lived in earthship homes; shared resources; grew their own food; had free, green electricity; and worked together as a community. No governments, no banks, no religions, no taxes, no money, no office buildings or gas stations. Only green nature everywhere, with beautiful gardens and waterfalls...
oh fuck, I'm a stripper, I'm supposed to love money. RIGHT. ::waking up in the real world now. must love and crave money...::
"Dancing tables, making deals with devils like a drunk beauty queen"





So I went out on a date with this guy last night and we ended up staying at a pub super late, like until 3am. We had hung out once before but this was our first official date. I know how to use the tube here but I am useless with the buses and after midnight the tube shuts down so night buses are the only thing to use.
We had had a really good time but I started to get really frustrated because when I mapped it out it was like 4 buses to get home and I can usually only manage to figure out two, it's REALLY complicated to take the buses here because there are a like million bus stops within a 20 foot radius and I always get lost. I had also been drinking quite a bit! Anyway, I said I was going to take a taxi and intimated that I wanted him to pay for my taxi home, which would be like 35-40 American dollars. He said he didn't have that much money on him and I got super pissy, I felt like he should take care of me to get me home (it was 25 pounds to get home)
Anyway things ended fine and when I woke up today I was thinking it over and I don't know if I was being unreasonable or he wasn't being a gentleman? I'll mention he had bought me about four 7 pound drinks over the course of the evening. I was REALLY pissed about it at the time. Sometimes my stripper mentality of "pay for everything for me" seeps into my everyday life and I feel like I have to pull myself back... does anybody get that?





Yup, all the time, lol
MANY MEN WANTED TO LAY ME DOWN, BUT FEW WANTED TO LIFT ME UP
-Eartha Kitt





xoxo





Okay maybe I'm off but I'm getting "you didn't sleep with me so I won't pay for you" vibes. I feel he was wrong and should have made sure you got home safely. Where did you meet him?
Isn't dating a load of fun? I have come across men like this and other cheapskates (like me expecting me to pay for them)that makes me want to adopt a bunch of cats.





Just met him randomly in London! I don't know considering he had already spent 30+ pounds on the evening I'm not sure if I had a right to expect that on a first date he would shell out another 25 pounds for me to take a taxi. He was trying to help me figure out how to take the bus home but I just really wanted to take a taxi. He said that he didn't have another thirty pounds on him when I asked and when I got pissy he said he would give it to me next time... And it wasn't a "you didn't sleep with me I won't pay for you" situation, I was being way more forward sexually than he was! I have a feeling he's really good in bed lol.
I don't know I'm still bit undecided on the issue. We met a couple weeks ago and we've been talking everyday, I quite like him unfortunatelyugh. I guess I'll see what it's like the next time I see him.
Last edited by audrey_k; 04-13-2014 at 03:16 PM.



Jesus fucking Christ, stop thinking about money! Counting the drinks? If you're this OCD about it, get a job in accounting at an investment firm.
This guy was tool, ...er wanker. Friends or lovers, you make sure your drinking partner gets home safely. But it's Britain, I don't know what the custom is there.
Nope silly, its just a persona that entertains the masses, yourself included. - KS_Stevia
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(everything I post should be considered a work of fiction)





That was a little unnecessarily aggressive? I don't think I'm being OCD?
He found me a taxi and made sure I was going to get home, he wasn't like "ok see ya!" he just didn't me the $45 for it (said he didn't have it, dunno).



Do they not have card machines in the cab?
Nope silly, its just a persona that entertains the masses, yourself included. - KS_Stevia
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(everything I post should be considered a work of fiction)





No they don't here actually, it's all cash. The black cabs you pick up on the street are I don't know about the ones you call. But he wasn't in the cab with me anyway, we live on totally opposite sides of London so I don't know how he would have paid with a card anyway?





^^There's nothing wrong with wanting your date to pay for your way home. I would have expected that too.
Also, Doc, what the fuck is wrong with counting drinks?? Especially if you know you have a limit/tolerance level that needs to be monitored. For example, I know I can't drink more than 3 strong drinks in a short period of time, because if I do, I pass the fuck out. Also, everyone on this earth worries about money - it's called being human and keeping track of your finances. I don't think she was being OCD at all, just cautious and smart, like any girl would do in a FOREIGN country. Geez. fucking relax. go jerk off or something, fucking christ.
"Dancing tables, making deals with devils like a drunk beauty queen"



So, he would have to go back into the pub, find an ATM and get forty quid out to pay for the cab?
Nope silly, its just a persona that entertains the masses, yourself included. - KS_Stevia
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(everything I post should be considered a work of fiction)





^thank you.... yeah I don't understand what's wrong with me counting drinks? I'm sorry but I'm not a huge drinker or a large man, I have a low tolerance for alcohol and especially if I'm out on a date with a hot British man I'm going to be watching how much I drink to make sure I keep my wits about me! 4 is my limit once I reach that I start doing things I regret and I shouldn't have even drank that much anyway!



It's just focusing on money outside of work. I was a bit aggressive LOL. It just bugs me when I join co-workers for happy hour and they still want to discuss work.
Nope silly, its just a persona that entertains the masses, yourself included. - KS_Stevia
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(everything I post should be considered a work of fiction)





How is watching how much I drink so I'm not totally sloshed focusing on money outside of work?



It was tallying up the bill, and worrying about money on your side. For him, the money wasn't the issue. It was the hassle of coming up with the cash. It's still petty. He should have found and ATM to get you home.
anyway I need to jog before it gets dark.
Long story short stop worrying.
Nope silly, its just a persona that entertains the masses, yourself included. - KS_Stevia
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(everything I post should be considered a work of fiction)





Erm no that is not the norm here, all men I have dated would not expect me to get a bus home!, they would drive me if not been drinking or they would pay for my cab, it is not British custom to be that cheap and uncaring!.
xoxo
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