It took about ten minutes and $3 worth of supplies to modify my new shoe so that I can wear it with my brace. I thought these ones would be easy -- just had to tear out the insole (which was glued in) and lengthen the strap. The strap fastens with velcro, so I just got some 5/8 inch velcro from the fabric store and stuck on two pieces. So I now have sorta-pretty shoes that I can wear with the brace!
I went to synagogue. My first time at the synagogue here. The service was Reform, so it was a little different than I'm used to, but the people seemed nice, and so far, I really like the rabbi. They do Friday night services Reform and Saturday morning services Conservative, so I'll go tomorrow, too, and see what that's like. I'm pretty sure I'll be going back. (Not that I have much choice, if I want to go to services at all -- they're the only synagogue for about 70 miles.)
Sex Toy or Dog Toy?
I ... did not get 100% on that quiz.
And I am a little uncomfortable with that.
Layer Cake was disappointing. Not near enough Tom Hardy. Food was nom. Now that I'm all caught up, time for shower and bed.
Aren't they still banned in Georgia? Or some kind of weird restrictions on them, or something.
Not sure about Georgia, but last time I checked, Alabama had a law against personal pleasure devices.
For some reason, I don't think that means flat screen tvs with a new dvr hoooked up.
I have to leave my house at 4:45am to make my 6:30 flight. So, why am I fucking around on the internet at 12:15.
Same reason I decided at midnight to dye my hair and wax my eyebrows whenI have to be up at 6:30?
Well, first you need to understand that
all
sex toys are potential dog toys if not properly secured. It's the other side of the equation where it gets scary. The best I can say is keep 'em separate. And maybe color code?
There. Am red head again. With blonde streaks. Maybe now I'll go get them purpled.
Ahem. Well that night didn't go as planned.
I met up with the girl inhaf been seeing (but who I'd gotten a weird cold shoulder vibe from for the past week or two). Figured we'd talk and agree it was over. Instead we talked, agreed we'd been very badly communicating, and it shouldn't be that hard, but she's all "lets just date!" and I'm thinking "can't we just nit talk for a bit and then if we need to, hook up occasionally?"
So she takes off because she has to work in the morning. I dance. Lalalala dancing. And then head over to other dancing, after not really planning to. And a girl I know is there, and I'm vaguely flirty...and then all of a sudden there's this tango instructor from out of town who is with us and flirty...long story not all that short, I ended up in her hotel room for a while. Who knew?
Problem being I'm supposed to go out with dating girl tomorrow night, and tango is all "but you have to come to the tango dance! And then go out dancing with me after!". Sigh.
