Mine eyes have seen the glory

You know a stripper is good at her job when she can, despite all your knowledge to the contrary, make you walk out of the club thinking that maybe, just maybe, she liked you a little bit.

The coolest/most pathetic thing about tonight: that three-minute lap dance was more satisfying than any sexual encounter I've had in the last year. Not sexually gratifying, not emotionally fulfilling, but satisfying because it actually lived up to my expectations. No awkwardness. No complications. No disappointment. I paid her, and she performed. Performed very well. Gia, I'll probably see you again this summer.