Fantasy Castle

What I've been up to lately:

- Working, solving cases... a case where a dude fell down an elevator shaft (because there was no elevator there); a woman who got severe bed bug bites at Buffalo Bills in Primm, NV (dude, I stayed there once back in 2002); an 18 year old girl who died in a car accident; doing backgrounds on assholes who like to steal people's money; telling a lawyer that they're client is a sex offender after doing a background check on him:

Me: So... uh, your client, Steve, is a sex offender.
Assistant to lawyer: OMG! What did he do?
Me: Well, under 'offenses' it says 'rape - not specified' and 'rape by force'.
Assistant to lawyer: OMG! OMG! OMG!

- Telling people their favorite teams suck... like the Avs... how can anyone put trust in a team that is named after a natural disaster? "There is no point in seeing the Avs because they will lose to the Ducks! They will crumble and fall like avalanches do. Sure, they will try to "bury" those in their way, but the Ducks are too swift to get caught in one."

- Going to the gym with Ludy, playing the Name Game and laughing at the word "Balnut," laughing at my high school English teacher at the gym (she has a personal trainer who took weights away from her, "Give that to me! You're not supposed to have that!), having Ludy yell at me every time we pass by the Fantasy Castle because I tell her I'm going to work at the Fantasy Castle

So I'm sort of thinking of getting another job to supplement my income so that I can have more money and possibly move out and find my own place. There's this strip club that's sort of near my house called the Fantasy Castle, and seriously... it is in the shape of a castle. It looks like a lot of good clean fun! There's always a big fat bouncer at the entrance and I keep telling Ludy to pull up so that I can roll down the windows and ask if they're hiring! Ludy gets so mad at the thought of me working there... and at the thought of driving into their parking lot! It seriously disgusts her. "Why don't you become a waitress?"

I saw pics of the girls who work there (there is a MySpace page for the place) and the girls are alright looking... I know that if I really make an effort to look nice (like brushing my hair and wearing skanky clothes), I am 100 times hotter than most of the girls working there.

*sigh*

Maybe I should just be a phone sex operator like everyone tells me. I swear, so many people (mainly guy friends) tell me that I have a really nice voice and that I'd make a great phone sex operator. "I like your voice. You should be a phone sex operator." "Cheryl, whenever I hear your voice, I think 'phone sex operator'." I don't know where they're coming from, but if people keep telling me this then maybe it's true. Can I really see myself saying things like, "Hey, big boy. What's up?................. Nevermind, I know."? Possibly.