so yesterday was my birthday. its no big deal. i have actually celebrated since i was 15 or 16. i dont care much for holidays. other peoples birthdays are cool though. anyway. due to horrendous extenuating circumstances, since i couldnt make it to pretty in pink last weekend, i went to work last night and got trashed. the girls bought me cuppycakes, and a bottle of jack daniels. in case you didnt know, thats all i drink. i opened it up and said "howd you know!!!" the other dancers all signed a card and threw in some money too. it was all cute. 13 shots later, none of which i had to pay for, i also found out i didnt have to pay any stage fee or tip anyone out. they wouldnt even let me. it was amazing. ive been getting really into my lapdances with the cute boys lately. its fun until i have to run on stage all hot and bothered. oh! and one of my customers came in last night that i havent seen in a minute. i totally have a crush on this kid too. super cute. the first day i ever met him it was his birthday. anyway, we went upstairs to do some dances and the 2nd song was fucking since you been gone. the mood was shot. we were both just laughing and giggling, he was trying not to sing. it was cute. we gave up, went to do some shots, and decided to try to be sexy some other time. i dont know, im hungover and have been up since 8am. cant fall back asleep. just ate some cereal and have been chugging the only gross flavor of gatorade ive ever encountered. my computer is still temperamental ?but you can always talk to me via twitter. this isnt a shameless plug for followers, im just a fag who loves twitter. so twit my twat - agirlcallednova.
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