Bloody Bunny is so freaking cool!

In completely other random news: I leave for Budapest in a little over 2 weeks. I know I need a plug converter thingie, prolly something to keep my money and passport in, but what else.

Also, while I know that Budapest's Ferihegy airport is pronounced ferryhedge, it does not stop me from hearing it as ferengi in my head.

Truly, you are a master of self control and restraint, Trudy.

And I was in the mezzanine.

Yes, but did she wait until after the show, sneak backstage, and THEN start licking him? That would be true restraint!

Actually, I knew someone in that show. And I met up with him for coffee afterwards. And I was really excited to see him -- he'd been an instructor of mine in college and not only did I get to see him perform on Broadway, I got to catch up on what was going on.

But I didn't want to seem like it was all to meet Alan so I didn't even ask.

THAT was true restraint.

sighhh... Alan... restraints...

Yes, I realized of that after I typed it ... thought about it for a few seconds and then thought "it's Trudy! she'll make the connection!"

polyamory isn't about sex.

It's about love.

For sex see: swinging.

Thank you, Laga. I was going to say that, but I always seem to be the poster child (or, uh, poster poster [ha!]) for nontraditional sexuality, and I didn't want to be predictable this time.

I think what Trudy meant was finding another person you love and having to go through that process again and again to weed out the ones that you couldn't/wouldn't.

Either way? Whole bunch of dating. Agh!!!!!

Signed: Please let it stop, oh God, make it stop.

[Edit: Yeah, what Aimee said. My personal objection is not a matter of morality, simply of fatigue.]