Roundabout is fully updated! And there was lots to post, because more of my players are playing! Woo-hoo ( Read more... )

Mmmmm, I needed that.

Won't write more about BiCamp now, just . . . mmmmmmmmm.

In other news, I know a bunch of pessimistic worrywarts.

Guess I'll have to turn off comments every time I mention the words NEW ORLEANS and I'M GOING in the same sentance. *chuckle*

Gods, I'm tired. But considering that this was the level of exhaustion I expected to feel this time yesterday, I'd say my energy levels are rising ( Read more... )

Yay! thegr81mikal is among us! Very soon, there won't be a single friend of mine who isn't on LJ. And what a sweet, sweet day that'll be. I'm already having the hardest time remembering to notify non-LJ friends of parties and other such gatherings. Rapunzal sent me a "how the hell have you been?" email the other day, and I was momentarily surprised she ( Read more... )

I'm very wiggly, don't especially want to post, but this might be the last day of internet ( Read more... )

Damn, I can't find a link to show my newest favourite toy to you all. I bet Fun Factory's site is in German. Today, it gave me four intense orgasms. Julius helped me out for the last one. He threatened to throw my new blue toy out the window because he hadn't heard me scream like that in a long time ( Read more... )

Seafoam through my fingers. That's what it is. That's how silly it seems, the concept of condensing my current fluidity into the cardboard capsules known as "words". Words? It's like my spirit-body is skipping and cavorting far away from this too-ordinary collection of flesh and muscle. She laughs, flicks a toe absent-mindedly, and the little ( Read more... )

Premiere Party on Saturday! Gallery Opening Thursday! This is shaping up to be quite the week for celebrations of my artistic endeavors. Someday, perhaps when I'm a denizen of New York City, I'll have a string of events congratulating at least five of my talents.

Last Saturday was my HBO Premiere. I am featured in Porn 101, a RealSex Special ( Read more... )

I need a splint for my clitoris ( Read more... )

Before my parents moved (literally, right out from under me), all was hectic strength/endurance tests and sorting through the junk they claimed was mine. Since they've moved, I've been in a haze. I've been like a clockwork ballerina whose spring is just . . . about . . . run . . . down. And in my mind-fog, things have slipped away from me ( Read more... )