I realized today that I’ve been
posting too many lists. I’ll get
back to posting regular blog entries this weekend but this one needs to be in
list form because my brain is too scrambled to write like a normal human bean.
I’m getting ready to audition at my
favorite strip club this Saturday.
I’m excited and terrified just like the first time I got lit on fire (but
this time I won’t be blindfolded).
In preparation for my audition I
have:
-visited the club on a slow
weeknight and picked as many stripper brains as possible to get as much
information as possible. They were
all very friendly and helpful.
-completed ½ of a pole dance class
series
-started running again to keep my
bum perky
-worked out a somewhat choreographed
routine
-had a weird anxiety dream that my real-life boss was coaching me on my routine
-done a hair and makeup dress
rehearsal
-bought stripper heels
-spent a week wearing my stripper
heels around the house to break them in.
I’ve been 6 feet tall while: vacuuming, doing dishes, feeding the dog and
cleaning the bathroom.
-picked a name then changed my mind
a million times before finally coming back to the first name I had chosen
-picked a song then changed my mind
a million times before finally coming back to the first song I had chosen
-picked an outfit then changed my
mind a million times before finally coming back to the first outfit I had
chosen and
-scheduled a Brazilian
So I think I’m all set.
…now I just have to remember to
take my clothes off.
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