It's Trudy's fault.

Aw. You are overachieving, and you are little, and you are a freak. Aw.

How are things with you? Any leads on your new direction?

Damn, the model with the feather buttplug has beautiful thighs.

That she does.

I would like to mention that it brings a whole new angle to the song "Shake Your Tailfeather."

How are things with you? Any leads on your new direction?

Lots of leads. A couple of them are a little stalled, but I'm trying to compensate with my own productivity this weekend.

I'm doing pretty well, actually. It's just a bit insane at work right now because we're in the midst of midterm exams and end of the semester grading. The bag of work I brought home for this weekend pulled my neck out. Seriously.

Things will be a bit more stable in a week or two.

I was wondering about how some of the morning crew was going to react to the overnight. I is hard to think about now, and I was there last night..

The bag of work I brought home for this weekend pulled my neck out. Seriously.

Aw.

gives Kristin a massage

In other news, I just realized that one of the revisions my editor made on my article is factually incorrect. Schyeeah. Also, I'm a better writer than he is (his e-mail to me contained the word "striked," for crying out loud) and I won't have to try hard to impress him. But whatever. It's a college newspaper, and I need a fucking portfolio.

Kristin, I've managed to pinch a nerve in my neck this week so it's generating a whole flurry of sharp, radiating pains down my back and into my shoulder. Also, I seem to have woken up with a mild cold which is aggravating. You get that thing where you sneeze and it aggravates the sore neck, or you roll over in bed to get a tissue and twinge.

Feh. At least I haven't broken out in boils.

I missed all the transgendered wrestler and porn leather accessory talk. As Deb notes, that kind of stuff is regularly on display in SF. We're a deviant and porny town just like the red states think.

Sunil, I expect you'll have multiple big loves in this life, including the woman you'll marry. You're really quite the catch.

JZ looks very cute this morning. She's wearing a vintage dress with visible old fashioned bloomers.

She about swooned when she met Ple in Chicago and Ple was wearing bloomers.

She about swooned when she met Ple in Chicago and Ple was wearing bloomers.

I just packed those away! (I'm packing away clothing I won't be wearing for a while, to free up space in the laundry area.) I am sad that I haven't had a chance to wear them in forever.

I am sad that I haven't had a chance to wear them in forever.

We'll have to arrange a bloomer outing for you two after the arrival Miss Tickybox. Maybe on Bloomsday.

Maybe on Bloomsday.

(Throws first edition of Ulysses at David's head. Metaphorically speaking, of course, since the book is very very valuable)