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Wow, I just had the most dreamy morning ever.

I only slept four hours but had to get up early to do laundry. Being a stripper requirese me to do my laundry at least once a week, which is a bit of a pain, but easy enough. So no makeup, old clothes, I trump to the laundromat. It's getting a lot warmer out so it was a pretty nice walk.

After I decided to treat myself to my favorite pancakes and coffee in Montreal at a place really close by. There I saw one of the most attractive men I've ever seen, seriously. I've seen him every time I've been and he's fucking gorgeous. He was outside smoking a cigarette and we recognized eachother. I sat down, and then five minutes later he sits next to me (was already sitting there). That's a nice surprise...when you accidentally sit next to the guy who you want to meet and he's alone and it's at the bar which is good for talking.

Anyway, we had a reallly nice conversation about what we do and funny little things and books and how he is getting a tattoo today. I invited him to my apt. for a joint while my clothes were drying and he came over. He was really quite handsome sitting on my bed and he is really smart, but not in an aggravating way. Just a really nice, calm intelligence about him and the way he speaks is so sexy... he has an incredible vocabulary.

He left and I picked up my laundry, decided to show up realllllly late for work. I love being a stripper and getting to do whatever I want. Then I will pass by my beeest friend's hair salon because her boss wants to use me in a competition called, "No Limits", so this is really awesome.

And today I'm fucking broke as hell, but I just don't want to work, so I'm going to bum it. Fuck money, I don't *need* it really. Just to pay rent and bills at the end of the month and I just paid rent which is why I'm broke.

Anyway, this morning was so dreamy and wonderful. I loooveee Montreal. The most romantic place ever, seriously.

Oh yes, and this guy... we have a tentative date for tomorrow. Weeee.

Today was such an odd and beautiful day. I woke up and it was pretty grim outside. After finally getting ready, I walked to the bus stop. This particular bus is a little unreliable. It always comes, you just never know when. Sometimes it's really fast and sometimes comes so late and sometimes early.

On the next stop a girl got on, Gwen, a stripper I work with. She has ADHD and is realllly hyper. She's skinny and has amazing long long legs. She's so nice and lives so so close. She's coming to my house in the morning and we're going to go to work together.

At work it was slow on my side, so I went over to the other side. I gave one guy a dance and I made him cum in his pants! Haha, totally stoked on that. I didn't even do anything except a normal dance and he barely touched me, so awesome!! I did a couple of fun stages and danced to "Cherry Pie" and "Pour Some Sugar On Me" and some Guns n' Roses.

I had a couple customers and towards the end of my day I talked to this one guy. He looked like he was 25 but he was actually 39. He was really adamant about not wanting a dance, but offered to pay me to sit and chat and drinks. He ordered me at least three Amaretto Sours and with another customer I had at least three shots. 

This guy was really interested. As he drank more, he became more and more arrogant. He recited me really awesome poetry and shakespeare and I recited some Thoreau for him.  He gave me $20 for chatting with him and that was cool because we had a lot of rapport and really got a kick out of each other.

He paid a cab for Gwen and I and rode with us. It was a really great cab ride and after five minutes of being in there we were all singing nonsense to the tune of "Waltz of the Flowers" by Tchaikovsky.

Gwen walked me home and I met her dog.

Julien, my flatmate, invited me to go with him to a party where he was playing music and I could sing with him. I enter and there are all these girls my age and they were so so so nice. Seriously, some of the nicest people I've met here.

I had one of the most incredible nights ever. There was nice food and music and I sang and we danced. One of the girl's mom was fucking gorgeous, seriously amazing. And I have not been attracted to a woman like that in a long long time. We smoked a joint in her bedroom and it was sooo nice.

So many other things happened, but I'll have to write more about it later.

Looove always,

Daisy

I love how nutty my life is. Will it ever stop? I never know. This has been the longest strain of intense experiences I've ever had. It's like a roller coaster that hasn't ended yet. But I'm still really loving it.

I got an email the other day from this really intriguing guy, a friend of a friend. He's really handsome and he's the stage manager for Cirque Du Soleil. He wants to teach me French, and I think that sounds horribly sexy and awesome. We've been e-mailing each other every day and he's kind of a kindred spirit. He's on tour now, but I bet we will be meeting when he comes back to Montreal in May. There are a LOT of people in Cirque Du Soleil that live here. Really interesting. I think they base out of Montreal.

The other night I went to my friend Samantha's house for a small house party. She said her friends from Whistler were coming and she always talks about her friends from Whistler but I never knew what the hell she meant by it. So Frank shows up. Francois. He's kind of akward, like... he's really handsome, quite handsome actually... but he was in baggy jeans and just kind of like... maybe he doesn't know he's cute.

He was quiet at first. But I boldly said something like, "Ca va?" which in french means something like, "You're good?" to which he replied, "Oui." and came over and sat next to me.

I don't quite remember what we talked about because I was on ecstacy and so was Samantha. Samantha and I have a little weakness for drugs. It's an ugly truth, but I'm trying to just love myself anyway and be honest and not judge myself.

It's the reason I have writer's block. I don't write because I'm am deep down a little ashamed of the shit I've done because I know that it's really easy to judge.

Anyway, there was too much French going on and my head was going for a whirl, so I stood up, swaying, and said to Frank that I needed a break from the French and I was going in the other room. He got up to follow, which made me really happy. We laid on the bed looking at each other, eventually grabbing each others hands. He's soo sweet and so nice and I've never been attracted to anyone nice before. AND he's my age. A nice 20 year old... what's the catch?

He told me, "Oh I saw you sitting there and was thinking of how beautiful you were and then felt so sad because you were speaking only English!" His English is really bad, haha.

I was telling Katrina on aim that I am so relieved because I almost thought I was destined to date assholes all my life or never get off.

Frank and I fooled around and it was really nice and simple and beautiful and just like poetry and when we walked out back to the party, we both were giddy and I couldn't stop laughing and everyone was teasing us. It was such a beautiful moment.

Frank left, and then I was left alone with the other two boys from Whistler, a real lively bunch. Duex Punx (Oli) and Sharpy Dipy. Both are my age as well and very very charming. I'm an American sucker for the French accent. We sang our hearts out to Garden Grove by Sublime and Time Bomb by Rancid and I was feeling so high and good.

Samantha left her own party with another guy and so the big bed was left for Oli, Sharpy, and I to pass out but it ended up being Sharpy and I. We fell asleep, but an hour later I woke up to Sharpy cuddling me, and nothing turns me on more then being woken up to mischevious things, and we had nice sex a couple times.

It's weird that I kind of did this two boy succession thing, and maybe a little slutty, but I am in no state to get into a relationship right now considering my past disasterous decisions, I obviously can't trust myself to choose them just yet... I'm getting there though..

And I really did like both these guys. I sound like a manwhore, but I mean I really appreciated both of them and their differences and their uniqueness.

I have more, but that's all I can muster up now. My fear of being judged really blocks me from sharing, but I want to work on that. I fantasize a little about living an exposed life, being open and honest, having no boundaries... but all the French people here say I'm living on a "pinky cloud". It means that I live in a dream world filled with love.

I know these are kind of raunchy, possibly tasteless, possibly inappropriate details of my life. But I figure this is a fucking porn site, what else are you paying to read? Why I hate my mom and how I wish I wasn't so broke? So I prefer to divulge the more juicier side of life, that is if it is recieved well.

Oh, another weird thing. I had this domination gig. I was going to get paid $600 for 3 hours to humiliate and degrade him. He canceled, but he did send me $250 for canceling. I wish making money was that wasy all the time. My only job would be to visit the Western Union.

Anyway, this guy is actually really interesting. He writes really beautifully and eloquently. He's really well read and made references to Herman Hesse, Jack Kerouac, and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenence. And I just think that's been one of the most interested parts of my life this month. I haven't really had a job, and so my work is really different all the time, with the exception of the strip club three days a week, but that's so different every time anyway.

But really delving into the sex world, and fetishes, and going into it very non-attached, I love just mulling over the possibilities of why someone would ever in their right mind want to get flanked to the point of hysteria. It's beyond me, but it's interesting nonetheless.

Anyway, it's 4:30AM and I just got home from a really really strange night.

I said this tonight and I think maybe it's quote worthy, "If you like it, it's ritual, and if you don't like it, it's a fucking routine." that was my thoughts on retaining freedom in doing the same things day to day.

I have a date with Frank tomorrow night after work.

I'm really quite in love with Montreal. I get such joy from stumbling around fucked up on something, drunk or high, walking up the streets of Montreal in the freezing cold, walking up the mountain, and looking at the bright fucking cross that's mounted on the top.

Why I don't know because there are so many god damn Jews here, but there are also the most amazing churches in the world here.

Point is, there is something here that is just unexplainable. Montreal is a hidden gem. It literally feels like falling in love, but not with anyone or anything in particular. It's so relieving to know that I can still feel complete bliss in just being. It's like dissolving into everything around you and being in peace.

 

 

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No really, he's gay. Like he likes men. Someone told me today. Can anyone confirm. Because if so here is a clip of my world crumbling:

Daisy says: I want to be in a relationship with Bill Maher and Kevin Spacey alll together!

mike says: spacey is great
mike says: but he's gay..lol

Daisy says: NO WAY

mike says: he might not want you babe

Daisy says: YOURE KIDDING

mike says: you didnt know he was gay?

Daisy says: I'm going to cry seriously
Daisy says: He's gay?!

mike says: yessssssss

Daisy says: My world is crumbling now, thanks
Daisy says: At least now I can say the only reason we're not together is because he likes cock

mike says: daisy...

Daisy says: haha

mike says: dont you prefer i tell you the truth ?

Daisy says: Yes I do! Haha
Daisy says: I appreciate your honesty.
Daisy says: But I don't like it.
Daisy says: Haha


WTF?!

Ok, my life is so weird. I've been getting all these offers:

1. My own place, plus my own chauffer and cook, plus $80 an hour to be a SLAVE.
2. Grow TWO HUNDRED plants in a basement in exchange for my own apt. and food, and allowance.
3. Partnership in a tickle fetish video company. 50% of everything.

I'm not saying I'm going to take any of them, but seriously how strange and random are those offers?!

You know those times when you are alone in your apt., bored, high, and you are having the most RIDICULOUS conversation with someone and you are so on the same page it isn't even funny.

I was seriously just on my bed laughing and screaming so hard, I started coughing and choking. I LOVE it when that happens.

I have a meeting in 30 min. to talk about this guys birthday party. I'm going to be a clown stripper, hahaha. And he's gay, so it's even better. Don't ask me why, but I think it's better.

And then I'm going for a beer with my flatmates and then I am taking some pictures in my apt. and THEN, I am going swing dancing.

And i met my new best friend and all is well in the world.

Oh, and the other day I spent with my other best friend Samantha. We watched Yeah Yeah Yeahs documentary and an Andy Warhol documentary and cooked ALL day. She came over for pancakes and eggs and then I went over there for soup and fruit/whipped cream.

Life is soo freaking funny.

Oh yeah! Every morning I'm going to watch you tube videos of people getting tickled. It's SOOO hilarious, it will put the grumpiest man in a good mood.

Peace out!
Daisy

So I've been dancing at a strip club. It's actually a lot of fun. The girls are nuts though! I think there is only me and one other girl "Mia" who is sane. The manager is awesome and we've become really good friends, which is good because he books me all the time and let's me pick my hours and is super super nice and always brings us gum and never tells us what to do and let's us pick the music.

I like to talk to the girls though, because they are really interesting and I've never known people like them. And I think they like to have someone to vent to. The girls all have really big attitudes to new girls, but I've managed to become on a good basis with most of them, and at least ALL of the girls I work with.

There is this really beautiful black girl, "Phoenix". She's super classy and really smart. She dances really well. She made it a point to use her long legs for something beautiful instead of being another one of those "shake your booty fast black girls". She definitely succeeded.

Then there is Bianca who is a lot of woman! She is tall and built. Broad shoulders, long thick legs. Older men tend to like her because she can be pretty exotic. When she gets drunk she cries and calls everyone, "Le Chateau" which means "The Castle".

The other day I worked I got all the clients which was really nice. Two of them were actually very very attractive which is a bonus.

I've quite a bit of other jobs lined up as well.

I bought the SEXIEST red heels of my life the other day and lots of nice groceries. So it's good because now I'm showering an shaving more, eating well, and having an excuse to buy sexy lingerie and extravagant shoes.

Also I'm not going to date Boris anymore. He is too much like Stephane and Brandon. He's kind of old school and from Russia and I'm pretty proud of myself for being able to see that in just one week. I just don't know what I'm going to tell him though. Any suggestions? He's going to miss me because I seriously gave him the best blow jobs of his LIFE... so I hope he doesn't take it too hard. That sounds so arrogant of me, but it's the truth, haha.

Ok, well... I'm really stoned and wanting to pass out.

Comments would make me sooo happy to wake up too.

P.s. Annaliese and I have had some awesome chats...really funny ones. She's truly a super woman. We should get her a cape with the GG logo embroidered on it.

Holy shit, I revived this pasta and it is so so soo good. It was originally curly pasta with blackened salmon and grilled onions. I had leftovers so I saved it and this morning I cut up another 1/2 an onion to grill with a little tomato paste and water and the leftover pasta in a pan, yum. I'm practically inhaling it, haha.

So this guy Boris is incredible in a very simple way. Well first of all we've seen each other every day since we met on Saturday and it's now Thursday. Tonight will be the 6th day in a row, which is pretty nuts. We were lying in bed this morning and I said, "So when am I gonna see you again?" And he said, "When do you want me to see you again?" And I started laughing, and he was like tell me, so I said, "Tonight." and smiled :D and he said, "Ok, call me later and we'll hang out."

It's cool. Even though we've been hanging out a lot, things aren't too intense. We're keeping things pretty light.

That's really all I had to say, I felt like I had more, haha. Oh yeah, I'm uploading two sets :D.