Ok, hella interesting weekend, for good and for ill. First off, for those not in the know, this was the weekend for Winter Rose IV, the event thrown by the local Shire, for the SCA. (Society for Creative Anachronism). Of course, I've more kinship to my household (Malthengard) than I do for the Shire as a whole, but perhaps I digress.
Needless to say, t'was the weekend of the event, and all things considered, I had a fucking BLAST! Met some great people for one, and that's always a hoot. Partied up more than I ever have at an event before, which is also always a hoot. Did guard duty for His and Her Royal Highnesses. (Not such a hoot, but it definately got those who pulled the duty noticed by His and Hers)
Really, it was great, save for a few things.
See, for those who know me well enough, I really really really really enjoy having sex, and I was looking to have some of it while at said event. In fact, surprise, surprise, I was actually NOT, I repeat, NOT shy for once in my life. I met this really cute gurl too. Five foot nothing, about a Buck Oh' five if that, really pretty blue eyes too. Red hair, which oddly enough, isn't all that attractive to me, and built the way I like it.
Well, she had herself a man, but they weren't all that serious.
Or so we thought.
Me, yes kiddies, me, was in on performing the engagement ceremony between these nice people. (And yes, the lucky motherfucker is a pretty nice guy). Talk about fucked up. I can't say much though, I mean, it's not like he was truly cockblocking me.
(BTW... Cockblocking v. (Kawk-blah-king) The act of intercepting a female which another man is making romantic overtures towards, and making overtures of one's own, thereby leaving the previous man high, dry, and without sex from that female)
Speaking of which, saw, of all things, a man who admits to being happily married, Cockblocking my good friend Dino. Said man shall be forced to eat my size 11s at some point, cause that's some wrong shit right there.
So yeah, some ups, and some downs.
Dunno what else to say besides, eat some turkey, watch some football, and sleep well.
Needless to say, t'was the weekend of the event, and all things considered, I had a fucking BLAST! Met some great people for one, and that's always a hoot. Partied up more than I ever have at an event before, which is also always a hoot. Did guard duty for His and Her Royal Highnesses. (Not such a hoot, but it definately got those who pulled the duty noticed by His and Hers)
Really, it was great, save for a few things.
See, for those who know me well enough, I really really really really enjoy having sex, and I was looking to have some of it while at said event. In fact, surprise, surprise, I was actually NOT, I repeat, NOT shy for once in my life. I met this really cute gurl too. Five foot nothing, about a Buck Oh' five if that, really pretty blue eyes too. Red hair, which oddly enough, isn't all that attractive to me, and built the way I like it.
Well, she had herself a man, but they weren't all that serious.
Or so we thought.
Me, yes kiddies, me, was in on performing the engagement ceremony between these nice people. (And yes, the lucky motherfucker is a pretty nice guy). Talk about fucked up. I can't say much though, I mean, it's not like he was truly cockblocking me.
(BTW... Cockblocking v. (Kawk-blah-king) The act of intercepting a female which another man is making romantic overtures towards, and making overtures of one's own, thereby leaving the previous man high, dry, and without sex from that female)
Speaking of which, saw, of all things, a man who admits to being happily married, Cockblocking my good friend Dino. Said man shall be forced to eat my size 11s at some point, cause that's some wrong shit right there.
So yeah, some ups, and some downs.
Dunno what else to say besides, eat some turkey, watch some football, and sleep well.
Um my mom called me to tell me the lights are a glowing in the park,...you should go see them or something...