This should be the last BIG one
Sep. 24th, 2007 09:43 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thepnutgalleryFriday - Gave blood at work - felt pretty super about that. Also felt pretty super about the Nutter Butter's they give you afterwards. :-D Got home early, and I was going to pick up Nutritional Yeast and soda, and turn in Ken's change for an Amazon card, but I read the nutritional info on the yeast, they were out of soda, and the Coinstar I went to didn't give the option for gift cards...Man , I love errands that do absoluetly no good whatsoever. Ken was home when I got back, and we napped for a bit, had sex - I came within, like, the first 10 min.....this whole "Once or twice a week" thing we've had going has got to stop. Pretty much just killed time until about 9:30, when we headed down to Montage to get free VIP cards, and then home briefly before I dropped him off at Rich's and headed up to the show. It was wonderful to see everyone again, nice to work concessions with Helen, and an absolute blast to perform Time Warp. Anthony did an absolutely stellar job as Frank - sharp, fresh, Fierce. I was actually glad I didn't perform Columbia, so that I got to watch from the audiences vantive point. Ended up tapping out early, on account of a wonky tummy, and got home just before Ken. Good times.
Saturday - Woke up ridiculously early, though I eventually got back to sleep, and we got up around 9. We ran some errands, including making sure we still had a rehearsal space on Sunday, getting me a Frog's gym membership, and going to Chili's for lunch, before heading home. At home, Ken played Crack for too long, and I alternated eating too much and studying. I don't do well being idle - not without the computer, anyway. I took a trip up to La Jolla, as the Hillcrest Trader Joe's didn't sell the Tequila that Anthony had requested, and ended up stopping at Ralphs for a quart of Neapolitan. It was almost gone by the time I got home, and Ken expressed concern, but I quoted him from a while back, when he said that he didn't care how much I ate, he just didn't like when I threw it back up. Just before I started eating EVEN MORE, Matthew called, and we met them down at Martini's. I had a drink before I left, so I was tipsy before I got there, but I didn't drink while I was there, so I sobered up quite quickly. Got out of that just in time to run home and get cleaned up before heading down to the Black and White Ball, which went better than I could have imagined. Everyone was in excellent spirits, there were vegan treats, and we even made a Soul Train line. Got home from that, and we could probably have gone out again, but I'd hit the treats a little too hard, so we stayed up talking for a while before heading to bed.
Sunday - Woke up several times before we actually got up.....I had been sleeping normally for a while, and I'm not sure what's up with this recent trend......anyway, we finally got up a little after 9, Dallas came over, and we went to Mo's for breakfast. Having eaten so much the day before, I opted against anything but water, and then we went back home, where the reality of having a gym membership with Ken hit me, and I got very very excited. The boys went down to Macy's for Origins, and I stayed home and studied. When they got back, we went to Bourbon St., even though I had to leave shortly after arriving, since I thought I had rehearsal. Checked my e-mail on a whim just before leaving, and discovered that I actually didn't have rehearsal, so I played a little Crack while I waited for the boys. They came back very very quickly, and mentioned that we had all been invited to The Hole....I wavered before deciding to go, and I'm still not sure I should have gone. I didn't buy any drinks, of course, but I did take sips of other people's. Ken was pretty flirty with some boys he knew, which was only awkward at the very end of the evening....Ken had a hole in his pants, near the crotch, and boys had been fingering it, playfully, all night long. Just before we left, one of the boys doing it suddenly did it quite slowly and seriously, for a good minute or so....I made a snarky comment about him, and and then we left. Anyone could tell I was not happy, and Ken pressed the issue when we got home, except that when I told him I was upset about it, he started fighting with me. I wasn't sober to begin with, and when we started fighting, I just drank more. Eventually, Ken went to bed, and I went for a walk without my shirt, rather than go over to a boy's house for revenge sex - helped my decision that this particular boy wants to BB. On my walk, I beat up a sign post and a tree, and almost got picked up by a cop (in the non-porno way). I decided to head home after that. For some reason, I really wanted to hit up the cutlery, though I wisely opted against it. Instead, I just jerked off and went to bed, but Ken was not so much with the snuggling, so I was not so much with the sleeping. Almost went into work at 3:30, but just layed in bed for a while instead. Still came in early, just not so absurdly early, and I'm glad I got some sleep.
I hate fighting with Ken. I especially hate drunkenly fighting with Ken - my memory and judgement when I'm fighting are bad enough without booze clouding things even more.
Saturday - Woke up ridiculously early, though I eventually got back to sleep, and we got up around 9. We ran some errands, including making sure we still had a rehearsal space on Sunday, getting me a Frog's gym membership, and going to Chili's for lunch, before heading home. At home, Ken played Crack for too long, and I alternated eating too much and studying. I don't do well being idle - not without the computer, anyway. I took a trip up to La Jolla, as the Hillcrest Trader Joe's didn't sell the Tequila that Anthony had requested, and ended up stopping at Ralphs for a quart of Neapolitan. It was almost gone by the time I got home, and Ken expressed concern, but I quoted him from a while back, when he said that he didn't care how much I ate, he just didn't like when I threw it back up. Just before I started eating EVEN MORE, Matthew called, and we met them down at Martini's. I had a drink before I left, so I was tipsy before I got there, but I didn't drink while I was there, so I sobered up quite quickly. Got out of that just in time to run home and get cleaned up before heading down to the Black and White Ball, which went better than I could have imagined. Everyone was in excellent spirits, there were vegan treats, and we even made a Soul Train line. Got home from that, and we could probably have gone out again, but I'd hit the treats a little too hard, so we stayed up talking for a while before heading to bed.
Sunday - Woke up several times before we actually got up.....I had been sleeping normally for a while, and I'm not sure what's up with this recent trend......anyway, we finally got up a little after 9, Dallas came over, and we went to Mo's for breakfast. Having eaten so much the day before, I opted against anything but water, and then we went back home, where the reality of having a gym membership with Ken hit me, and I got very very excited. The boys went down to Macy's for Origins, and I stayed home and studied. When they got back, we went to Bourbon St., even though I had to leave shortly after arriving, since I thought I had rehearsal. Checked my e-mail on a whim just before leaving, and discovered that I actually didn't have rehearsal, so I played a little Crack while I waited for the boys. They came back very very quickly, and mentioned that we had all been invited to The Hole....I wavered before deciding to go, and I'm still not sure I should have gone. I didn't buy any drinks, of course, but I did take sips of other people's. Ken was pretty flirty with some boys he knew, which was only awkward at the very end of the evening....Ken had a hole in his pants, near the crotch, and boys had been fingering it, playfully, all night long. Just before we left, one of the boys doing it suddenly did it quite slowly and seriously, for a good minute or so....I made a snarky comment about him, and and then we left. Anyone could tell I was not happy, and Ken pressed the issue when we got home, except that when I told him I was upset about it, he started fighting with me. I wasn't sober to begin with, and when we started fighting, I just drank more. Eventually, Ken went to bed, and I went for a walk without my shirt, rather than go over to a boy's house for revenge sex - helped my decision that this particular boy wants to BB. On my walk, I beat up a sign post and a tree, and almost got picked up by a cop (in the non-porno way). I decided to head home after that. For some reason, I really wanted to hit up the cutlery, though I wisely opted against it. Instead, I just jerked off and went to bed, but Ken was not so much with the snuggling, so I was not so much with the sleeping. Almost went into work at 3:30, but just layed in bed for a while instead. Still came in early, just not so absurdly early, and I'm glad I got some sleep.
I hate fighting with Ken. I especially hate drunkenly fighting with Ken - my memory and judgement when I'm fighting are bad enough without booze clouding things even more.
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