Ray’s birthday is Tuesday. We’re ambushing him. Wanna help??
Tuesday late afternoon/evening
E-mail me at bloodkrystal @ the hotmail thingie for directions etc.
I actually suggested this be done with cats. Could you imagine trench warfare with cats being hurled about? Five pointy ends flashing at you at 15 miles per hour. We would have won so fast there would be whiplash.
Things learned at SinCity:
- in spite of short shorts, Nicholson still manages to be a big sexy bunny rabbit.
- Adrian has hardly any sense of rythym but dances anyways (yay)
- (plus it’s one of the cutest things in the world to watch him dirty dance with girls)
- like, really really adorable (aww – widdle whiteboy dancing… AWWWWW)
- some people can dance in short shorts.
- and huuuuuge scary shoes.
- and both
- and still look good *puzzled at that one*
- I really don’t like the tongue/ear combination
- threatening to whip certain people will help them quit smoking, because then there’s a reward
- it is possible to meet lovely people at fetish nights who aren’t wierd
- it is more than possible to dance till you drop
- the dropping part isn’t as fun
- the thought of actually getting physically intimate with anyone at the moment actually makes me ill
- fetish night still has far superior music to goth night
- there are less large leering men than previously remembered
- I’m learning to dance again
- though not used to falling over yet
- the elf guy with the staring game still looks like Bill
- plastic boning is evil
and that’s not it, but that’s all for now