Is She Into... Photography?

Got to accompany TOW on a trip to a friend's house while she got tied up and suspended frm the ceiling. I even got to help a bit, and to be in some pictures. It was fun. We may return next week for more pics and bring the strap-on -- every picture is better with a cock.

Definitely feeling better now than I was last night, although it got worse before it got better. Sleep was a good thing, as was being in the presence of people who love me and are just willing to be there snugglishly and not get offended when I act in icky ways. :/

Online snuggles were helpful too. :)

On to lunch, and to some stuff with my mom, and who knows after that?

Careful What You Ask For...

...cause you just might get it. Looks like I might be spending the next week-and-a-half-ish without the social company of the male SOs. Sure, I was just saying that maybe I could use some time away... but I'm supposed to be the one to decide that, right? ;) Not good for the ego this way, certainly.

On the upside, I have a nice plush rabbit to snuggle and a bunch of stuff to keep me busy, depending... well, okay, there's a bunch of stuff to keep me busy certainly, but there might even be some lots of work, very productive moving type stuff to do this weekend to give me a sense of accomplishment after sucking up all my time.

It's nice when stuff is productive that way -- it's convenient to live here, and now it's convenient to live there, poof, you can see the results.

As I side note, I think I am definitely of the opinion that people in general suck. Mostly because they do.

Later.

Random Stuff!

I want one of those plastic things that used to come in cereal boxes, where you turn it inside out and set it down and after awhile it pops six feet in the air. What were those called?

The problem with being all English-expression-ingrained is that whenever you're curled up in th emiddle with two other people around you, you're getting between them.

I should have all my landed immigrant papers off soon enough, like maybe tomorrow, and maybe get canadian citizenship in January-ish. Mom and I are doing the stuff together (isn't ambiguity fun?).

We may well (high probability) move Saturday. I'll know for sure tomorrow whether we will or not. Volunteers?

I'm a kick-ass administrator on my game.

I'm very, very, very tired. I was going to counter it with a run, but it gets so dark so early now. Bah for darkness! Although it makes for better bonfires.

Food is good for me.

Tomorrow I am going home again -- and chances are that I will sleep there for two straight nights! Imagine that!

Then we move, and I will sleep at the new home most of the time! Wheeeeeeeee!

The ocean smells good, and the way the sunlight comes through the green water underneath the boats and leaves the props and their trailers of seaweed looming silhouetted in the depths with rays streaming out around them is very entirely correct and right and good.

I love my mom. I wonder how much of a struggle life feels like for most people?

I will read, fill out forms, and roleplay now. Good night. :)