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Had a sushi date with the Tickler last night that she postponed last week at Nijo downtown. Sushi? Not bad and not overpriced, but not Mashiko, either. The Tickler still wasn't feeling terribly well, so instead of the naughty activities at her place for which I admit to being psyched, there was herbal tea (dykes, yo) on my couch and sleep at a reasonable hour. Still, it was nice to just chat, which I'd been feeling I hadn't done enough of with her.

SFDs, much appreciated by the Tickler and one of my better efforts:

• black wool V-neck sweater with 3/4 sleeves
• psychedelic fractal scarf given to me by the aforementioned Tickler. With Pride chain mail earrings that more or less match.
• black leather pencil skirt - I've lost enough weight to fit into it sans corset!
• fine mesh hose with an open, sparkly vine pattern - This is the part the Tickler liked most.
• Fluevog Truth Melanie - nice boots, duh
• black leather biker jacket

And because I love lists, here's my upcoming week:

1. Xmas eve plan, hammered out last night: potluck christmas dinner with the Siberian Siren, in the grandest lesbian tradition.
2. The night of the 25th: Re-bar, which will be off the hook.
3. The night of the 26th: A date with Elder Goth.
4. The 28th: Star Wars with m'boy.
5. The 29th: Year-end number crunching for Lambert House.
6. The 30th: Get divorced.

And here I was thinking a few weeks ago that I'd be bored over the holidays.