Was that supposed to discourage me?
Put simply. No.
Plan what to do, what to wear (you can never go wrong with a corset), and get ready for the next BuffistaCon: Madison, WI from June 20-22 2008! Official website.
Was that supposed to discourage me?
Put simply. No.
Put simply. No.
Exxxxx-cellent.
Heh. I won't need lodging, I think, I'm on the university dime. I'm going to try to do a few days in LA, then fly up to SF and do some work, then the weekend there.
Hmm. I've been told that I need to be in LA for a whole week. Damn.
The hand-cuff talk worked!
The hand-cuff talk worked!
well, you know that I need to leave some time for the bruises to heal.
We don't bruise.
Much.
Speak for yourself.
Maybe she'll *like* handcuffs.
Well, who doesn't?
head explodes
...I'm trying to imagine anyone sweet-talking Deb into wearing handcuffs. And it's just - I - it - no. No. The prospect of Deb being submissive, even for a kink - no. She'd rip their head off, spit down the gaping wound and strut off in her fuck-me(but-don't-fuck-WITH-me) shoes.
eta
Sorry, sorry - the reason I wandered in here was, very belatedly, to say that Mojitos are The Best Thing Ever.
Having never (includign the F2F) had them prior to this week. It is my new OTBeverage. Mmmmmm. And, what's more, one can buy them in the Night Market around the corner from my place, after spending hours wandering through the stalls and buying shiny things. Markets with their own cocktail bars in the foodcourts, full of sexy imported spirits...how fucking good is THAT?
...F2F in Thailand, anyone? Green curry, mojitos, cheap DVDs and the Thai Elvis performing at Radio City? And pingpongball shows and the like, for the more sordidly-inclined?
Fay, it's not Deb, it's Vortex. Stephanie.
Not that you're wrong.
So, I sent an RFP to the Durham Convention Bureau 10 days ago with a deadline of today and so far have heard bupkis. Grrr.