I've had a strange aversion to the computer lately. I just haven't had any desire to go near it. Finally forced myself to update Gothic Orlando today. People were sending in profiles and they were piling up.
Saturday was good times. Headed off to Tampa late in the afternoon, arrived around 8:00. Once we settled into the hotel room where Holly and Jodi were waiting, we ran off to dinner with some of Heather's SCA friends. Sushi all around (vegi sushi for me, of course). I miss real sushi.
The ladies ran off to their queer fun fest at Flirt while I met up with Mari and headed to the Castle. (There is a new picture she took of me in the Miscelaneous folder). There was a guest DJ and excessive amounts of powernoise was being played. Most of it undanceable, which took away from the evening.
Meanwhile the lesbodians were having a great time around the corner at Flirt. I think it was a special event - they had bellydancers and fire dancers, etc. Then they went back to the hotel for more fun in the hottub. Heather borrowed my shorts - which I had planned to sleep in - and got them all wet. Nice.
Got home yesterday afternoon and just chilled. I was invited to a party, but just wasn't up to it. Instead we watched a documentary about Gender Identity Disorder. I don't know why I bother watching this stuff. It always pisses me off. I mean, they pick the worst possible people to have on the shows. The girl on there last night had been married. She started hormones, planned and had facial feminisation surgery, and was planning SRS, all withouth having discussed it with her wife. When the wife confronted her about it, she threated to kill herself. WTF?
Saturday was good times. Headed off to Tampa late in the afternoon, arrived around 8:00. Once we settled into the hotel room where Holly and Jodi were waiting, we ran off to dinner with some of Heather's SCA friends. Sushi all around (vegi sushi for me, of course). I miss real sushi.
The ladies ran off to their queer fun fest at Flirt while I met up with Mari and headed to the Castle. (There is a new picture she took of me in the Miscelaneous folder). There was a guest DJ and excessive amounts of powernoise was being played. Most of it undanceable, which took away from the evening.
Meanwhile the lesbodians were having a great time around the corner at Flirt. I think it was a special event - they had bellydancers and fire dancers, etc. Then they went back to the hotel for more fun in the hottub. Heather borrowed my shorts - which I had planned to sleep in - and got them all wet. Nice.
Got home yesterday afternoon and just chilled. I was invited to a party, but just wasn't up to it. Instead we watched a documentary about Gender Identity Disorder. I don't know why I bother watching this stuff. It always pisses me off. I mean, they pick the worst possible people to have on the shows. The girl on there last night had been married. She started hormones, planned and had facial feminisation surgery, and was planning SRS, all withouth having discussed it with her wife. When the wife confronted her about it, she threated to kill herself. WTF?
What show is that? is it a show?