I took the entire day off to sleep, eat pizza and watch movies. I'm exhaustedddd haha. And I missed Angel so much I'm enjoying the snuggles.
Saturday, April 28, 2012
So I'm always looking for hot porn girls to follow on twitter and blogs, because I'm always trying to get ideas and see how to improve my blog writing and my tweets etc.
I currently follow a tonne of strippers and I can't deny I find strippers so much more interesting than porn girls. I find a lot of porn girls tweet about: tanning, their horses, taxes, hair, gym and food. Whereas strippers tweet more about work and funny stories, interesting takes on life, the sex industry, and are generally more intriguing. I don't know, maybe its because I can't relate to a porn girl with a mansion and a horse ranch that I just can't bring myself to care much about their posts. Not that I'm hating either, crazy respect for girls with that much money and success, I just find the topics of the rich and famous so dull. Like that time I met Nickelback and he was all business, disappointing lol.
Anyway if you have any suggestions lmk :D
Is operation bath, workout, make a video or two and maybe edit a video or two then go to work. I also need to shave my pussy.
Last night some girl tried to start drama with me so I ignored her. I'm tired of these haggard blondes trying to start war at work lol. Provided though that girl in Toronto needed to be told off, you don't walk into someone else's booth or room on purpose, ever. The manager in Toronto is an idiot though and I really needed a reason to stop going to that club, the place was soul-killing. The manager at this new club isn't a moron but I'm still not trying to be dramatic so I just ignored her. Its not like she was fucking with my money or trying to come into my room she was just talking so I ignored her bitching as I blew my nose really loudly, emphasizing how much I didn't care. Lol. Basically she said she can't make money when I'm there because I suck dick in the VIP. Well I don't suck dick in the VIP for starters, secondly I have a sore throat from the cold weather up north so even Ryan Sheckler would not be getting his dick sucked if he just popped up in my bedroom all naked and sexy-like lol.
Friday, April 27, 2012
Thursday, April 26, 2012
I'm writing this from the blogger app, maybe it ll work better than trying to use their website on my mobile browser lol.
Anyway paper chase was a bust and we re heading back. The first club was alright but nothing we couldn't have made at home without having to pay so much money in expenses.
The drive home seems soooo much faster which is kind of nice, the drive here felt like it took forever.
Its raining and windy in true canadian fashion :P ugh. Can't wait to get home and snuggle angel. I miss my little monkey and her kisses.
Sunday, April 22, 2012
so blogger mobile is okay, but its pretty difficult to use to post pics, so the pics will have to wait til i get home :'(
anyways this weeks been crazy fun just chillen and working with lincoln. (casha cakes is her porn name). tonight we re heading back to toronto for a night then we re back on the road. im excited for this paper chase :)
Thursday, April 19, 2012
AHMYGAWD last day of exams :O im sooo glad to be donnne for a while at least :')
tonight i m just going to chill, clean, exercise a bit.... maybe take a bath and read. i have to go to bed kind of early-ish because i have an appointment tomorrow and some errands to run during the day... i have to register for summer courses and i lost my bank card, so i can't really sleep in lol. curses day time hours! and living in toronto is chaos, everythings so far away.
BUT i also need to get everything done tomorrow EARLY cause lincoln and i are going to go on a STRIP TRIP!!! wooooo!!!! i m so glad we're going. there was doubt that we'd go there for a but cause Linc started at this new club she liked soo i was like :'( i really want to get away and try new things. new clubs. make money.
is it just me or is youtube really mindnumbing lol, the browsing section anyway
Wednesday, April 18, 2012
"Ran into Aunt Suzy, she was surprisingly lucid and coherent."
oh gawd. aunt suzy is 90 years old and we all thought she was losin it, but APPARENTLY she just gets wasted beyond belief before family get-togethers. hahahah secretly she hates us all and needs to get drunk just to cope.
OMG I LOVE HER lol!
Tuesday, April 17, 2012
in other news its exam week :'(. im not super excited about it. i still have one more daunting assignment to do that i m going to start right now, and of course 3 more exams to study for :'( but whatever. one more week.
hope everyones been having a kickass monday :D
Monday, April 16, 2012
so thanks guys :D <3
clean clubs management works against you, trying to catch you doing something naughty and they really don't give a fuck about you at all. i got sent home and lost an hours worth of work because some bitch said i hit her though i didn't. imagine if some guy said i sucked his cock? i'd have been fired on the spot and likely fined heftily too, possibly with police involvement and prostitution charges, and it would be my word against managements much like it was saturday night with the alleged assault.
now dirty clubs they act more like a team. they don't let guys take advantage of you and the power shifts back to the dancer because if a guy whips out his dick at a dancer after she's told him how much that "extra" would cost, and he doesn't pay... the bouncers will fuck him up. so guys ARENT pinning you down trying to finger rape you because they know it ll cost them a price they likely can't afford.
i never thought it would be like that, i always thought clean clubs would be the most comfortable place to work... but in the end i'd rather work with people who are on my side not against me... even if i dont approve of extras in the back.
in another sense though, mistreatment of dancers really should not go unnoticed.
enh, i don't know. i guess i'll let it slide since it's my industry and overall i enjoy being a dancer so i don't really want to help the municipal government find reasons to shut down clubs.
fuck. what a dire situation. sometimes i wish i lived in germany where sex workers are regulated like other fields of employment so if something unfair happened i could bitch about it like a regular person who has a regular job and get the problem fixed.
i could taken the money from my RSPs but thats some stressful shit. first i mean you lose a lot of money when you rape your RSPs, secondly i never pay it back and thirdly the stress of having to pay it back would encumber me. not to mention if i injure myself and need to take time off of work having a slightly depleted savings account isn't exactly comforting. and lets face it, i work in a fairly volatile work environment so having a little insurance in the bank is probably a safe bet.
now to just get through exams.
anyways im almost over it, i guess. i ll stop writing about it though regardless and get back to the regular programming of tits lol. im just frustrated and tired and i feel like everything is so difficult and nothing is worth the effort.
Sunday, April 15, 2012
i really am just angry about the money. i'm pissed off such a stupid set of events led to me having to work extra hard for the rest of the week, and on top of everything its Exam Week so i have to do exams all day, skip studying and work to pay for summer courses. it's frustrating that some dumbass's mistake is making me work so much harder than i would have had to, i'm so angry i want to smash everything.
in one sense though, yes. it has led me to bigger and better things because there's no way in fuck i'll ever be working in toronto again and i've always hated working in toronto anyway so its good that something happened to make me move on permanently. out of town clubs have more money and the customers are nice.
im still really mad about losing $400 last night. this is the second time that it's happened and YES i get it... i don't exactly work in a field that breeds intelligence like bacteria and from time to time im forced to deal with a fool but losing me $400 the week that i have to pay summer tuition is enough to make me want to torch everything. i also have some serious anger issues that have been a lifelong goal of mine to suppress. my dad shot up a house with an AK and my mom took a bat to my grade 3 teachers car once so i m not exactly descended from patience and reasoning. the fact that this guy fucked up my TUITION MONEY is making me vicious.
I mean think about it. i strip to pay for school and this fucking tool just fucked that up the week before summer registration. how dare he. RAHHH.
i wrote a letter to the owner this morning and if i had a way of contacting her i'd have already been feeling that much better about the situation. but since i don't know how to contact her it's gone unresolved and the anger is just chipping away at me like pepsi on a screwdriver.
the only other way do something about this little situation is through the liquor board but that seems a bit harsh for what it is. i just want the manager to have a bad week i dont really want the owner to...
and like maybe i should let it go, but it just doesnt seem to be happening. the longer this sits the worse my annoyance with the situation gets and the more the rage engulfs me.
so other than dwelling on lost money... i had my youngest cousin come over today and help me clean lol. she did an awesome job. she's only ten but she's quite the hustler. she certainly knows the value of hard work, she my favourite because of this lol. that and her energy and outgoing personality. i'm sure she will do well in business or whatever she chooses in a decade lol
^^ my super clean office.
anyway i can't really write much because i have to go to work and study for an exam thats on monday... plus work out. so much to do :(
i have to say though this weeks been awesome because i keep running into fans who've recognized me as veronica vice just randomly on the street which makes me feel that although the rest of my life may be chaos right now, at least im doing something right lol.
and im glad i told them whats up. im glad i told the manager that i've been nothing but sweet. that tonight i worked the DJ's wrestling match for him just cause he asked, that i always bring in cupcakes, and that i'm always polite and everyone seems to like me, waitresses go out of their way to say hi to me. the manager downstairs and all of the doormen are always welcoming me back and asking me about my travels, always with the hugs. that im in fucking LAW trying to do something with my life and why in the fuck would i risk my entire future that i've so far invested 30 grand in, over some pimped out idiot who was acting reckless in the stripclub? im glad i told him all of those things so he can have the creeping feeling that he just failed as a manager.
not to mention the number one rule of hustling is dont fuck with anyones money. and this is the second fucking time that it's happened at the hand of a staff member there. if i go back there i'm just lowering my standards and disappointing myself.
I’m going to cut to the chase and talk about work. I went to work today and at the end of the night the bartender told me one of my hustler girlfriends has a champagne room so I went over to check it out, I accidentally walked into the wrong room so this girl SHOVED me out and said “Not this one whore” so I replied“Thanks Bitch” and walked away annoyed. So anyway I go into my champagne room and she opens up the curtains and peeks through, then brings over her friend and they’re like how many girls? I said “none of your business and thanks for being such a bitch to me earlier” And she said “Trying to get knocked out?” and I said “sure, try it babe” and i shut the curtains.
So my manager comes over and asks me what happened. I said nothing she was bringing all of her friends into my room, we didn’t even invite her in so I asked to her to leave and shut the curtain. He’s like “Okay you’re going home”. I’m like ???? home??? He’s like ya you punched her. The girl peeks out and she’s like “huh? … she punched me? … OH! Ya ACTUALLY sure, she did hit me. Stupid fucking cunt” and he’s like, “good job, you’re going home too” so anyways long story short we both got sent home and I argued that I didn’t hit her and asked him to please review the security tapes because it’s dark down there and maybe his vision was impaired with the lighting and the bustling of customer which is a really really nice way of saying i think youve been loving too many happy meals and your eye arteries are clogged. he screams at me as his face goes red and spittle comes from his mouth, DO YOU THINK IM STUPID! I SAW OKAY? NOW YOU’RE FIRED FOR TWO WEEKS. Ah fuck, what do I care? Im not begging to come back. First of all I can’t stand this club, it’s mediocre on the best of nights… and the customers are straight ignorant ALL of the time… secondly… I can’t believe he just cost me a champagne room and if he thinks I’m going to bless him with my presence after that crazy shit he’s losin it. I have clubs blowing up my cell phone, I’m not working somewhere where the manager fucks with my money because he thought he saw a ghost.
This is the second time someone’s stupidity cost me money at that club. A few months ago… before I got my boobs a waitress did her math wrong and I didn’t even get paid for an hour of serious dick grinding in this hellish champagne room where the guy gave me bruises on my boobs. I was like what do you mean you don’t have my money? “oh whoops!” yeah, not working with a fast hard drive are you hunni, no intel inside for you. Like honestly, that’s $800 that this club has lost me on account of someone’s inability to think in dim lighting. Why the fuck would I bother with it.
Not to mention I truly, with the deepest bit of my soul hate working in Toronto anyway. I hate the people in this large city, they’re always rude and pushy and cheap. I’ve expressed this before, it’s no secret. I was debating renewing my Toronto license and now obviously that question’s been answered. I’ve also been debating getting a car so I could work out of town and now that’s been decided too.
Dancing outside of Toronto is so much nicer. The staff is always really sweet, the customers are so respectful they’re almost worshipful. The clientele are younger hot guys who either work the oil rigs or do construction so they have cash to burn and theyre not trying to finger my pussy or anything, whereas in Toronto customers basically hold you down and you have to fight them off, and most of the time they don’t even tip. Not to mention I’d rather work with 10 girls instead of 200. I mean strippers are going to be psycho cunts no matter where I go, but for the most part I’m able to avoid it. I can technically go back to this club, in two weeks, but like I said I’m not begging to go back to a club that can’t get their shit together. The club is poverty and when I do make money some fucking idiot does their best to make sure I don’t get paid. Upwards and onwards im totally over that place.
Friday, April 13, 2012
Thursday, April 12, 2012
i know the pics are old and the main pic is fucking horrific, but BUTTTT remember i post tit pics like its my NINE TO FIVE so get on there and show your girl some hard hot love.
as sort of a rant today my friend mentioned that dumb people reproduce at reckless speeds... which is true i mean we've all had that one girl we know who had her first kid at 14 and has pumped out 5 since. but he also said that then those kids end up having like-minded kids who have more like-minded kids so in half a millennium from now the world will be retarded like idocracy
haha i cant deny the comment hit kind of close to home cause my mom is a trash queen and i remember being a kid having to overcome the stereotype that i was destined to be another welfare case, another drain on society. ech, its not even a topic i can think about rationally because im too personally invested in it lol. i ll just leave it at, i think people can overcome shitty roots, and i think for someone to be self-aware and realize that there is a world outside of what they live in, they need at least one strong positive influence or role model in their life so they can understand the difference between things that make people good or bad and they can recognize where they are in life and where they'd rather be. but if they don't see anything different by the time they're 15, destiny is more likely to be set.
ah and no offence meant to my friend, i get what he means and probably if i didn't live through that hell personally i'd be likely to agree that circumstance is paramount.
Wednesday, April 11, 2012
go read my latest blogs lol. as my lawyer you should >.<
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anyway. so im almost through my list of who i'm following. normally i follow three types of peeps. hilarious ones, ultra popular camgirls and lovers who i want to talk to more.
now im not going through unfollowing people who are following me... im just removing those who have failed to shock and awe me with their humour or their tits.... i feel like if i've been following you for a year and i dont recognize your handle then it's really not worth continuing with lol.
so im going through the list of people who i'm following on twitter as lincoln sits here chatting, soon she's leaving to go home and then i'll finish this assignment that's due tomorrow...
anyway so i was following my schools gossip girl because once they mentioned me and i thought it was an hilarious concept, being a huge gossip girl fan lol. and i'm all down for being made fun of, so why not follow a satire account? anyway so i see that the last tweet is some serious "oh someone is recording class lectures and comments and being rude in her tweets... *blah blah blah* we're going to the THE DEAN"
i know for sure they're talking about me, and i can remember exactly the moment they're talking about too. i was once sitting in class and i usually record lectures, well i used to anyway when i was more ambitious... anyway and i left it on during the break because i just forgot about it... then i realized my recorder was still on and this kid behind me was talking about taking dick on the weekend and i tweeted that it was hilarious. and i mean it is hilarious, im going to be listening to my lectures at home with my roommate in the apartment... i'll probably be cleaning the kitchen with the lecture on blast, she may have a friend over and i'll totally forget about when it cuts to break and people start talking about chugging cock and i ll smile and turn the recorder off. like jesus christ its really nothing to get so bent over. i, of all people, do not care about taking dick. wow. it was just one of those moments where you're like LOL oh man. and you move on with life.
people are so fucking sensitive.
obviously their attempt to go to the dean failed because i've never said who i am or what school i go to so good luck finding substantive evidence on that one fucking dumbass.
why the fuck would you make a satire account first of all, if you don't have a fucking sense of humour?
the best part would be if they went to the dean and i was asked to play the recording lolllll. and i mean its not like i HID my recorder, shit was right out on my desk and they were sitting behind me. i know a few people who record lectures, it's kind of the stereotypical college thing to do. fuck even my MOM recorded lectures, it's not like i invented the shit.
maybe you shouldn't be shouting about chugging cock in class if you're so goddamn sensitive about people overhearing.
it's getting irritating that everyone and their mom follows my twitter, i'm not going to lie. i have to start being careful so i dont hurt people's feelings inadvertently by laughing about their topic of conversation. and for the record, i'd much rather talk about dick than marriage which seems to be the topic of choice for everyone this week. i dont know why people need to discuss such stressful shit right before exams. i barely have the mental energy to get through the next two weeks let alone think about my life in years from now.
i totally hurt my friends feelings by tweeting about THAT disgruntlement too. I was like UGH GAWD MARRIAGE AGAIN, excuse me as i slit my wrists. and he read it and was sad. :( i don't know, i didnt really think it was super personal, i don't exactly hide my distaste for the topic. to me talking about marriage while in school is like talking about school while you're on the treadmill... like just focus on one thing at a time... too many stressful things at once and my brain might just implode. im sure not too many would notice if it did, but i'd like to try and save my last bit of sanity for a few more years at least.
Anyway THAT made me feel like an ass and i m going to try to not let my own personal bias on the topic stop me from being social...i still find it really tiring though, so Fake Mode may have to be activated to get through a conversation about it.
on another topic, can we all please agree that avatars of someone's eyes... and just their eyes...is some creepy shit? i dont care if you're a supermodel, posting a picture of an eye is WEIRD stop doing it.
anyways. i guess that's my rant for tonight. i'm sure someone somewhere is printing this out and LAMINATING it for God know's what.
Tuesday, April 10, 2012
Monday, April 9, 2012
i have this aunt whose like 98 years old so she's pretty much lost it but she was a sex-bomb hipster in her day, and i can see that haha. apparently she had this restaurant where bikers used to do drug deals but she was completely oblivious to it. at this restaurant she'd have poetry readings and all of this big burly men would sit around and listen. hahaha. she's awesome. anyway, we're sitting at dinner and she goes
"Veronica, every time you smile you remind me of my brother Bob"
I laugh and ask, "Is Bob a very handsome man?"
"Oh handsome! Bob was so good-looking we couldn't keep track of his affairs!"
and then the whole table was bent over laughing lol. my cousin asked me if i was offended and i was like Offended? lol, it takes a bit more than telling me I look like a 74 year-old swinger to offend me lol.
then after dinner we played this drawing game that i bought for my cousin last year. its so popular it was "the big thing" at chapters last christmas... it's like broken telephone only it's drawing. so basically you get a word, draw it, pass it to the person to your right who guesses what your drawing is, passes it to their right, then that person draws the word that was guessed...
this aunt... she started with the word dolphin and right off the hop she drew a donkey, it was hilarious.
sad because she's losing her mind, but hilarious.
lol k i have to get ready for school,
Sunday, April 8, 2012
there's a good reason why the rest of canada hates toronto so much, and why when i go to small towns and people ask me why i dont work in my hometown and i tell them toronto customers are ignorant cheap pricks, that they smile at me and relate and take me for dances.
when i think of stripping i think of some young hot twenty five year old who wants to cram as much stripper titty into his mouth as possible in two songs. i think of hilarious, drunken fun times. i think of guys cheering and getting on stage and throwing money. i think of their girlfriends getting on stage and taking off their shirts.
when i think of stripping TORONTO i think of women customers scowling at me as i pass by and making rude comments about my physique. i think of tired middle-aged men who've had their wives cheat on them with their best friends, men who work 18 hour days and pay too much money for rent and alimony and child support and HATE the world with such venom that they just want to take it out on someone but their entire life is this submissive role. they cant lose it on their ex-wife or their kids, they can't lose their mind at work though they want to... so they come into the stripclub to make some "dumb bitch" feel what its like for one minute to be them. to be completely unhappy and to hate yourself. And they don't even pay! you go up to a guy at a toronto stripclub and he'll try his BEST to make you feel like shit in the 30 seconds it takes for you to realize he's a waste of time.
so stripping is fine. stripping in toronto is some next shit altogether.
My answer is NO we don't hate the men we get as customers. If you're a rude prick, like everyone I met last night save for that one sole customer, then yes I will very much dislike you. But there are many customers that I quite adore and I can think of about 20 just offhand. I like some of my customers so much I bake them cookies, I don't put that much effort into just anyone :P
Sometimes you hear the bad, sometimes you hear the good. Just like any job, or anything in life. :)
"What the hell is this?" my roommate shrieks as she pulls out Angel's Halloween costume. Angel sees it from across the room and bolts over to Tonia and starts jumping in euphoria. She fucken loves that pig costume. And people ask me how I dress my dog in outfits, if they only knew how much the dog loved dressing up.
Anyway. I'm so glad to be home, tonight was horrible. Absolutely horrible. People wonder why bad nights piss me off so much and some assholes are like "Enh you win some you lose some!" which is really fucking easy to say when you're looking in through a glass window.
A bad night to me is this.
You wake up Monday morning at 6am, shower and grudgingly get ready for work. You take the over-crowded train where someone with the coordination of a drunken blind man shoves you and makes you spill coffee on your pants so you stop by the drugstore to get something, anything, to remove it so you don't look like an idiot all day.
You get to work late and everyone's already at their desks, it feels slightly weird coming in past the hour. You go over to your boss's desk, take out $40 from your wallet and hand it over to him as he mumbles a thank-you.
Work sucks, you're on the phone with illiterate clients who will probably never buy anything from you but insist on rambling on and won't let you exit the conversation despite numerous attempts to. You're getting close to just hanging up but you don't want to risk your job over a moment of impatience. This one woman Barbara who keeps calling you back though she's never shown any interest in your product won't SHUT UP ABOUT HER KIDS. You know more about her spawn than you do about your own and you're really fucking ready for a break.
You go to grab a coffee and you get stuck with two coworkers in line, one is this fat chick named Susanna who wears too much blue eye shadow and could really use a shave. She predictably (though you prayed she wouldn't) turns around and starts telling you about how her boyfriend fucked her best friend over the weekend. You fake enthusiasm and mild interest but she really isn't getting the hint that you just don't give a fuck so she follows you up to your office where she continues to prattle on about this loser until you want to take your letter opener and stab her until she stops speaking and then stab your own ears until they bleed and the blood cleanses your auditory of the stupidity you just had to endure.
Finally your secretary interrupts because you're needed in the conference room for a meeting. You go in, half excited to be pulled away from that rambling whore only to sit there for an hour and a half and listen to your one client complain of his intestinal issues.
It's 5pm and the days over, you haven't made any deals, no sales were completed and you have to go home. The subway is shut down because some self-centered asshole decided to off himself at rush hour so you're stuck taking a cab which costs about $30.
That's a bad day at work for me, only remove some clothing from the equation.
"Oh stripping is nothing like office work!" Go fuck yourself. Sales is sales, the only difference with stripping is that we have to pay to be there and we have to show our pussy to guys who wouldn't know what sex was if it sodomized them.
So yes, my day was irritating. Reliving it is making me tired and raising my blood pressure. I particularly hate dancing in Toronto, it's always the most extreme for rude customers yet the money doesn't reflect the extra effort.
Saturday, April 7, 2012
anyway! so though i first thought of diet pills i hadn't made any decisions on the topic and yesterday i fought the hunger with nothing but salad and fruit juice from that new juicer i bought. it seems to have totally worked because i wasn't hungry and this morning i woke up with better abs than yesterday. hoorah!!! im so glad i can just do it naturally and that i've sort of found what works because i was totally lost lol.
now my only struggle will be keeping it up while @lincolnbanks and i are paperchasin hahaha
lately instead of taking a workout and doing it all at once in an hour, i've been taking 1.5 - 2 workouts and doing them throughout the day. so like i'll be waiting for the bus and i'll use the bench to pop off 200 step-ups while i'm waiting, things like that. i dont notice it making me any less fit and i know it SUCKS for cardio but i find i get better quality reps because there's so much recovery time and i m able to get more done.
what do you think? is this new plan good or bad?
yesterday was fun. i was full of aggression lol. i cant call it "anger" because it wasn't really anger it was more just pent up energy. the type of energy that would make you win in a boxing match. the type that isn't out of control but it's bubbling and spilling out in small waves over the top. i got a lot of working out done and i cleaned my place a lot. i washed the walls and the ceilings and everything in between for the kitchen and the bathroom. i made my roommate lift me up so i could wash down the walls and the door frames lol. i left the bedrooms and the living room because honestly i need to paint and buy furniture for those places to make them perfect, and in the living room i have a bunch of clothing i want to shoot in then donate or throw out or sell or whatever lol so i cant really do much there unless i'm willing to shoot, which last night i wasn't.
that's my plan today though, i want to do a bunch of self-shots and get rid of some of my older lingerie. and send off pics and videos that are owed out.
i dont get to enroll in summer courses for another two days so i wont find out what dates @lincolnbanks and i can go on our paper chase haha. AGHH im so excited. we're basically driving and driving and driving and hitting every stripclub along the way for 3 weeks. we re going to come back tired and banked haha. thats the plan anyway.
ok im going to go wax my pussy so i can start those videos.