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Latex dinner Thursday night at a place called Di Fiora. But it isn't Italian; it's Thai. With a lot of fake flowers everywhere. Whatever. It was a good time, and the food is pretty good. Anyone who thinks I'm hardcore about dressing up has not been to a latex event, boy howdy. Even the regular monthly ones each seem to feature at least one person who goes to the extra trouble (and no doubt expense) with their outfit and/or makeup. And since I'm a mass transit maniac, I wear boots that let me walk to and from train and bus stops.
Friday? Bailed on what could have been a fun birthday party with People I Have Much In Common With because my body just said nope.
Saturday? Seacompression. I wore the Victorian Sydney outfit with heels; one of my ankles is still mad at me about that. The weather didn't quite cooperate. I was ready with my umbrella, but I can't help but wonder if the weather explained the shortage of art on the lawn. Still, fun was had, including seeing people I hadn't seen in a while.
Sunday? Chores, sleep. I crashed at 1930, woke up at 0345, then got some more sleep from 0600 to 0645.
I think the shorter days are hitting me hard, right when I need to do an epic house clean.
Friday? Bailed on what could have been a fun birthday party with People I Have Much In Common With because my body just said nope.
Saturday? Seacompression. I wore the Victorian Sydney outfit with heels; one of my ankles is still mad at me about that. The weather didn't quite cooperate. I was ready with my umbrella, but I can't help but wonder if the weather explained the shortage of art on the lawn. Still, fun was had, including seeing people I hadn't seen in a while.
Sunday? Chores, sleep. I crashed at 1930, woke up at 0345, then got some more sleep from 0600 to 0645.
I think the shorter days are hitting me hard, right when I need to do an epic house clean.
