I love it when I have funny dreams instead of the usual depressing or scary ones. But first, I hope today is quieter than yesterday. The road is still closed and there is still less traffic overall which is great and not as many planes, but I swear I heard five or six different rounds of landscaping in the area yesterday which is ridiculous. So it isn’t just every day but multiple times a day.

I’m a little light-headed today because I’m in ketosis but my weight is as low as it will go so I’m adding a few more carbs today with some OJ.

First I had some kind of dream that had to do with discussing significant weight loss with my doctor.

The funny one was where the termite wanted a job as a titty dancer and was turned down. She stormed off dejectedly, and I was surprised when the guy said I could have the job even though I was much older and heavier than the last time I worked the T&A clubs.

I turned down the job because of my sleep disorder but then out of curiosity, I decided to show up that night since I’d be available just to see how much I could make. I may have been older and heavier, but I did have big ones.

I tried to explain to one of the women who worked there that I wouldn’t be able to dance every night and why but of course she didn’t get it. I asked how often I would dance not knowing if they rotated their dancers or what and she said, “Anytime you can.”

So I changed into my costume and applied my pasties when I began to dance about the customers at their tables. The place looked more like a diner than a club. There was no stage or anything like that. Then I realized I forgot my heels so I quickly ran and slipped those on.

One of the customers I danced for was a police officer but he didn’t seem very friendly. So I wound my way through the tables where a bunch of younger guys sat and then I realized I hadn’t told Tom where I was going and that he may be worried, wondering where the hell I was. I danced a while longer and then decided I would call and have him pick me up.

When it came time to collect my earnings for the night, I found that I hadn’t gotten a single cent. Instead, my payment was 18 slices of bacon.