What a blurrr of passing time. MY "personal assistant" / houseboy.. ((tee hee)) is the best! I'm not really paying him anymore, now we're just trading, bartering if you will.. It's quite the lovely arrangement still, as much of these important small projects & tasks I haven't had time to focus on are getting done.. in turn I am helping him face his psychology.. also my little home is a hiatus away from his substance habbits which he is determined to escape from for good.. We're chums, it's nice..
I better spend the weekend working on the next Wicked Geisha performance choreography and also practice for the Freak Burlesque Caberet.. It's funny how when performances seem so far away but then suddenly they appear and then you must scramble.. (will try & avoid that this time).. I enjoy taking my time..
The sun just broke through the clouds and its windy.. mmnnn... Dancing tonight at Assimilate.. I have two DJ gigs coming up so I better get mixing..
Wishes for a luscious weekend... x0x
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The climax was a huge swinging debacle where I was the biggest cuck on earth (or felt that way). Then divorced with no scratches on my bedpost. It was an amazing experience of spiritual stamina. My heart lead me into this maha-tantra trial with a different outcome and a different type of victory than I had expected. Ghandi with the virgins in his bed was nothing compared to my demons and ghosts.
Also read that you're into fencing. Foil? Epee? or Sabre? Im a foilist myself.