I'm guessing you pulled an all-nighter, then? I got smashed on good wine, then crashed until 2.
As a teacher, these words break my heart.
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TSQ, we had similar if completely different nights last night. Somehow it bestills my heart to know we were both having a lot of fun, though.
I went to a party where everyone was dressed to their nines (I'm putting up a picture in a second) and it devolved throughout the night with the assistance of booze and illicit substances (though, oddly enough, I did little of either, so no hangover for me
). After that, the similarities kind of end.
The thing I went to was a fetish party called Peep Show at a club that's inside an old mansion. Not really my kind of thing, but I thought I'd go because it was a chance to dress up and I figured I'd see what something like that was like. Anyhow, was it this thread someone was talking about riding crops? Cause now I know what that looks like. More jiggling then I would have imagined.
I think Hermiod's going to be really jealous.
I went to a party where everyone was dressed to their nines (I'm putting up a picture in a second) and it devolved throughout the night with the assistance of booze and illicit substances (though, oddly enough, I did little of either, so no hangover for me
). After that, the similarities kind of end. The thing I went to was a fetish party called Peep Show at a club that's inside an old mansion. Not really my kind of thing, but I thought I'd go because it was a chance to dress up and I figured I'd see what something like that was like. Anyhow, was it this thread someone was talking about riding crops? Cause now I know what that looks like. More jiggling then I would have imagined.
I think Hermiod's going to be really jealous.
I try to read, but I almost always lose interest in the books I'm reading. I've stopped trying to force myself to finish books I don't like, so it's caused me to have a giant pile of half-read books that never intend to complete.As a teacher, these words break my heart.
I love getting smashed on good wine!
Yeah, I didn't get home until 7:30 in the morning
Awww...I did have a lot of fun too, which was nice because I wasn't expecting to. I had such a terrible day beforehand: I went to pick up a couple of prescriptions from the pharmacy, one for syringes, the other for lamotragine -- the syringes rang up at $5, the lamotragine at $249. I was shocked, asked why my insurance wasn't covering it (I've never had that problem before), they said I'd have to call the insurance company to be sure, but their guess was that I'd gone over my limit for psych meds. I hate this fucking country, have I mentioned that? Anyway, I was out of mine, and it is a medication that causes severe withdrawal systems if one isn't properly weened from it. The pharmacy was very nice, and gave me enough to last till Wednesday, so I can find out what's going on. Thus, I exploded in the direction of the Williamsburg bridge, in the hopes that the 5+ mile walk would help me cool down, and I arrived home with a sort of fervent wimper, and did not expect to have such a good time at the party.
But then, drinking fine wine and hanging out with a bunch of well-dressed 20-something gay male fashion designers comparing their liposuction results is bound to make anyone feel better! Can I just say, that I spent the evening with a roomful of young men who had either slept with Rufus Wainwright or slept with some one who had? Because I did, and it was brilliant!
Hmmmm...I've never been to such a thing, but I must admit you've sparked my curiosity, if morbidly! I wouldn't know where to begin looking for a party like that, though.I went to a party where everyone was dressed to their nines (I'm putting up a picture in a second) and it devolved throughout the night with the assistance of booze and illicit substances (though, oddly enough, I did little of either, so no hangover for me
The thing I went to was a fetish party called Peep Show at a club that's inside an old mansion. Not really my kind of thing, but I thought I'd go because it was a chance to dress up and I figured I'd see what something like that was like. Anyhow, was it this thread someone was talking about riding crops? Cause now I know what that looks like. More jiggling then I would have imagined.
I think we're going to give Hermy aneurysm.I think Hermiod's going to be really jealous.
I try to read, but I almost always lose interest in the books I'm reading. I've stopped trying to force myself to finish books I don't like, so it's caused me to have a giant pile of half-read books that never intend to complete.As a teacher, these words break my heart.
I do have a collection of unfinished books -- my friend wants me to read the Harry Dresden books, and I don't know how to tell her that I think they're utter crap. Have you tried many different genres? Eras? Authors? There must be something out there that contains that spark! Nonfiction? Erotica? Humor? Star Trek?
I started reading a lot of Star Trek novels in junior high. Then I tried to expand to more scifi, so I read "Ender's Game" and all of the sequels. It's still my favorite book.
I've been trying to read some of the more classic scifi novels, such "Foundation" and "Stranger in a Strange Land." The former I've been reading at the gym when I'm on the stationary bike...but I also hate cardio, so that only happens once a week or so. The latter I read halfway through, and then I started moving into my new apartment and was very busy, so it kind of got thrown aside. I'll finish it sometime.
I've been trying to read some of the more classic scifi novels, such "Foundation" and "Stranger in a Strange Land." The former I've been reading at the gym when I'm on the stationary bike...but I also hate cardio, so that only happens once a week or so. The latter I read halfway through, and then I started moving into my new apartment and was very busy, so it kind of got thrown aside. I'll finish it sometime.
Well that's no wonder then. The Foundation Trilogy are about the most boring, godawful books in the world! They're a poor amalgamation of a number of half-completed stories and disjointed thoughts, with a theme that is interesting but cannot be sustained by the half-lives of two-dimensional characters and the fickle continuity of the writing, resulting in a collection of books whose back cover summaries are far more interesting and intellectually stimulating than they are.
I'd suggest reading something with a more even pace and relatable characters. Try something along the lines of When Gravity Fails, Snow Crash, or The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, for punchier but still intelligent sci-fi. Or, try short stories, which are too often disregarded; anything by Ted Chiang is worthwhile. You could even take a break from the genre altogether, for it is overful of ego and many of the sci-fi authors we are brought up to adore really aren't all that great. Maybe go for a mystery or something.
That is the same for me. The last book I read was No Country for Old Men, and haven't picked up another book since. I should join the local library, but I'm too lazy.
I started reading Star Trek novels when I was in the fourth grade. I also distinctly remember reading Star Trek Memories by William Shatner in the fifth grade.
It was actually probably that book more than anything that began my interest in film and television production.
Oh, that's awful. When we get married we'll get you on the Canadian public healthcare plan.
I wasn't feeling like partying either last night. I was actually feeling very withdrawn but I wanted to make the most of the experience so I stuck with it even though all of my friends left pretty early. Luckily, I was able to socialize quite a bit because people would start conversations with me based on my outfit.
Okay, yeah, that's fucking brilliant! You're one degree of separation away from fucking Rufus Wainwright. Across the Universe, indeed.
I was definitely thinking of you when I got dressed.
Honestly, though, the party was a lot more tame than you'd imagine. There were a lot of people there wearing nothing much more than scraps of leather and lace and they had these little rooms where you could watch burlesque dances and people whip each other or pretend to screw each other with strap-ons, but really, that sounds a lot more interesting than it actually was. It was mostly just kind of like, "huh. that's what that looks like, then".
It was actually probably that book more than anything that began my interest in film and television production.
Oh, that's awful. When we get married we'll get you on the Canadian public healthcare plan.
I wasn't feeling like partying either last night. I was actually feeling very withdrawn but I wanted to make the most of the experience so I stuck with it even though all of my friends left pretty early. Luckily, I was able to socialize quite a bit because people would start conversations with me based on my outfit.
Okay, yeah, that's fucking brilliant! You're one degree of separation away from fucking Rufus Wainwright. Across the Universe, indeed.
My friend Megan used to work for the company that puts them on. Actually, here's a link to their website where you can also see a description of the thing last night. Pictures will probably be up in a few days too, though you can check the picture thread in a few minutes to see a couple of me taken before the party. I looked like what's his name from The Avengers (which means, yes, I was wearing my bowler) with a touch of Doctor Who thrown in (the glasses and converse).Hmmmm...I've never been to such a thing, but I must admit you've sparked my curiosity, if morbidly! I wouldn't know where to begin looking for a party like that, though.The thing I went to was a fetish party called Peep Show at a club that's inside an old mansion. Not really my kind of thing, but I thought I'd go because it was a chance to dress up and I figured I'd see what something like that was like. Anyhow, was it this thread someone was talking about riding crops? Cause now I know what that looks like. More jiggling then I would have imagined.
I was definitely thinking of you when I got dressed.
Honestly, though, the party was a lot more tame than you'd imagine. There were a lot of people there wearing nothing much more than scraps of leather and lace and they had these little rooms where you could watch burlesque dances and people whip each other or pretend to screw each other with strap-ons, but really, that sounds a lot more interesting than it actually was. It was mostly just kind of like, "huh. that's what that looks like, then".
I think we're going to give Hermy aneurysm.
Yeah, I'd worried that after trying to read Foundation you may have forgotten what those were.
Let's see, When Gravity Fails is pretty cool. It's about a bunch of drug-addled, nipped and tucked, crazy future Arabic street gangs. It's not hugely memorable but it's fun and gritty. Snow Crash is another near-future dystopian tome. It's more involved than When Gravity Fails and has a witty, self-aware humor that you might enjoy if you liked Hitchhiker's Guide -- the main character is a samurai pizza delivery boy/computer hacker named Hiro Protagonist.
On the more fantasy side I bet you'd enjoy Neil Gaiman. In fact, I say that if you haven't read it then American Gods should be first on your list. There is better literature out there, but from the sound of you and what I imagine you're looking for in a book, this is perfect! It's intelligent, engaging, witty, and has great characters. It also pulls the reader in entirely, as the setting is so real and complete, and really a character in and of itself, that when the characters are drinking hot cocoa in the middle of a Minnasota blizzard, you forget that it's really summer in New York and start craving a woolen sweater and hot chocolate. Most importantly, there is a lot going on, so you don't have a chance to get bored.
Oh, dear.I started reading Star Trek novels when I was in the fourth grade. I also distinctly remember reading Star Trek Memories by William Shatner in the fifth grade.
It was actually probably that book more than anything that began my interest in film and television production.
Or we can take advantage of the UK's. I mean, I know the NHS is kind of crap, but I really have had an ambition for ever so long to go to the UK and get my masters, and sleep my way through the 20-40 year old male population. You would understand, wouldn't you?Oh, that's awful. When we get married we'll get you on the Canadian public healthcare plan.
I LOVE when that happens! I made a friend with a Doctor Who nerd because she liked my hat! We're going to get together and inflict Spaced on my friend Nicole.I wasn't feeling like partying either last night. I was actually feeling very withdrawn but I wanted to make the most of the experience so I stuck with it even though all of my friends left pretty early. Luckily, I was able to socialize quite a bit because people would start conversations with me based on my outfit.
I know, it's amazing, right? Too bad none of them were bi, because then I could have slept with some one who'd slept with Rufus Wainwright too! It'd be like that public service commercial -- do you remember the one? Where the couple is getting ready for a one nighter, and all their previous sexual partners enter the room -- it was like, "Remember, you're not just sleeping with him, but with everyone else he's slept with!" Except instead of STD's it'd be about AWESOME.
Okay, yeah, that's fucking brilliant! You're one degree of separation away from fucking Rufus Wainwright. Across the Universe, indeed.
TeeeeeeI looked like what's his name from The Avengers (which means, yes, I was wearing my bowler) with a touch of Doctor Who thrown in (the glasses and converse).
I was definitely thinking of you when I got dressed.
Yeah, I'd imagine it'd only be interesting for a short while. I've never been all that interested in watching other people.
But I thought you were into that kind of thing.
But I thought you were into that kind of thing.
Not while you keep seeing him behind my back. Apart from being younger, cooler, better dressed and better looking than me, what has he got that I haven't ?
You need to start playing up your assets, dear. Your ought to be asking yourself, "What have I got that he hasn't?" And then you will be on the road to victory.But I thought you were into that kind of thing.
Not while you keep seeing him behind my back. Apart from being younger, cooler, better dressed and better looking than me, what has he got that I haven't ?
I can think of one thing, by the way, can't you?
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