Revolver Diary

The weekend.

So for the last two weekends, I’ve been vending drinks in my underwear as a “virgin sacrifice” at a play called “Vampire Lesbians of Sodom” which is every bit as campy and hilarious as it sounds. If not more. I’ve gotten to know the cast and crew, flirted endlessly with some of them and had some audience members ask to take pictures with me and a few of the hot guys even offered to give me their numbers.

This has made me feel like an absolute celebrity and whore.

Really, any excuse to take off my clothes and I’m there. The shows have been selling out which means they extended it to next weekend too, so I’m totally stoked. What I love almost as much as being able to flirt with tons of people in my underwear is that I can drink there too so I usually end up a little drunk by the end of the show, in which case a couple of us or more usually go out afterward to party because, well, they’re still sober. I think this means that I probably have more fun than anyone on those nights. 

That’s my fuck-buddy/friend Chris in his costume as the succubus.

I feel pretty.

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guess i’mma try to use this shit now.