nadzofsteel

I've recently tried scrapple.
(check each link there)

I...i ...i don't know what to say.

Someone actually made it for me as an act of kindness. I can only dream of having a heart that big one day.

I had an epiphany about why Suicide Girls is a cool site that attracts amazing people.

Boobies!

No, no, just kidding.
It's finally clicked as I've met more and more of the women on this site and spoken with them and watched them interact with each other and cruised through the photosets. What makes them different from any other scene is how much they actually...
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I'm going to Carnaval!!!
Just booked all my shiznit today.

(actually, you see more ass-shaking here.)

It's taken me too long in my life to come go terms with the fact that I really am nocturnal by nature. To the point that I almost refuse to try to get anything important done during daylight. Errands, shopping, eating lunch and hanging out in cafes (I'm so f#$%ing queer) are the only thing I can motivate to do while the sun is up....
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I'm away from NYC for the next two weeks for work (in unexciting parts of the DC area). You know what I'm gonna miss the most? Crashing corporate Christmas parties. Big hotels and lounges. Dress up and act like you belong there, then tear into their premium open bars and keep going back to their carving stations.

Love that shit.

I met mountain people this weekend.

Props to UnnecessaryZ for his burrito recommendation in Boulder. Chicken burrito with Mole pesto did me right in the yum department.

And many thanks for all the warm comments about my mom blowing various things and people for Thanksgiving.

I'll be oughta here for the whole weekend right after Thanksgiving dinner. I actually normally love being in the city when it's totally empty. But hey, booty calls.

And my mom's turkey blows _everyone_ else's away. I don't even want to hear about your stuffing. Tender and juicy will ours be, and yours will be not unlike ass.

I HAVE to share this, because all my fears and hesitations were eventually allayed. (sp? don't really care)

The night I feared would be boring, passive and unnerving on my part actually was at first, but then picked up into a proper Friday night in NYC.

Consisted of:
-My boy's bday party with a big group in a great lounge. But I was hanging out...
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I'm already scared of the impending weekend. Guaranteed twister. Friend's birthday outing on Friday, and he's one of those guys who's friggin Tommy Lee on weekends to begin with, but obviously is going to kick it up for his bday. So there will be mucho crunkitude there. The weird thing is, I'm actually worried more about not having a good time and watching the party...
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I need a weekend to decompress from the weekend.

Had that bachelor party last night. Started out great. We hit Sea in Williamsburg. Phenomenal place. I had my first Sake Mojito ever. That's some good shit. Food was great, too.

So all night the height of femme-oggling we got to do was observing some thongs-sticking-up-out-of-jeans (there's GOT to be a name for that. Hoochie Crack? Help me out here.) at the restaurant. Crazy thing...
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Two good friends from college are getting married to each other this weekend. I've gotten the nod from the groom, and I finally have my chance to plan a bachelor party!

But there's a big catch-
no women.

WTF?!?!?! I could have put together something of historic proportions here, something legendary in bachelor party lore.

But by request: no strippers, private dancers, ho's, burlesque, lesbians...
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