All my stripper books from amazon.com plus dancing at the blue iguana came today. N. made a comment that it was like watching work. I didn’t realize it until watching it for the 87th time. So I have Miss Cody’s memoirs and a book on the psychology of exotic dancing from both the customer and the dancer. I’m very excited about reading the books and I’m watching the movie right now.

Last night was tough. D. came in and was wasted. He dropped a lot of money, but it was a lot of tiring work for me. He’s the perfect customer when he’s sober, but as soon as he gets some booze in him he starts to freak me out. Heaving breathing in my ear, describing all the ways he wants to violate me. Being mean to the other dancers. I had to yell at him several times to be nice to the other girls because while I might get his d-bag sense of humor, the other girls do not. So I put up with it from 7-12 then asked him for cab fare home because I was “tired”.

I did something to my knee. When I’m onstage, doing my floor work, or standing up making my ass clap, I’ll suddenly get a searing pain in my knee. I’m a bit concerned that i tore something. I’m going to ride it out for another week and see what happens.