Clubbing, flights, and etc.
I hung out at Wicked ground for awhile yesterday during the day decorating my new messenger bag :) I sew really slowly (and not very well), but I'm kind of pleased with how it has turned out so far. I still want to try and figure out how to maybe work some sensors or something into it, but I'm a bit fuzzy on the details at present.
Last night was Saturday which means Bootie Sf @ DNA lounge. I brought along some of my friends who were visiting and Jerry-san joined as well for awesomenss. It was a fairly standard night, although the house electro in the back lounge was a nice change. I ended up bouncing a bit early because of my flight to NY today, which was unexpectedly shiny. I was somehow upgraded to 1st class, so I had some delicious noms on the flight as well as a proper power plug for mr. laptop :) I brought some of my rope on the plain with the idea of trying to learn some knots, but the gentleman sitting next to me seemed a tad agitated by this :(
On gender classytimes, I had some "bros" @ the club come up to me and ask me if I was a guy or girl (while cross dressing). Then in the morning (while dressed as a boy, or well you know my approximation thereof), there was a brief bit of back and forth between the TSA agents as to if I was male :p
My feet still haven't fully recovered from pole dancing class on Thursday (perhaps the constant dancing has something to do with it), but they are getting better so w00t :)
Last night was Saturday which means Bootie Sf @ DNA lounge. I brought along some of my friends who were visiting and Jerry-san joined as well for awesomenss. It was a fairly standard night, although the house electro in the back lounge was a nice change. I ended up bouncing a bit early because of my flight to NY today, which was unexpectedly shiny. I was somehow upgraded to 1st class, so I had some delicious noms on the flight as well as a proper power plug for mr. laptop :) I brought some of my rope on the plain with the idea of trying to learn some knots, but the gentleman sitting next to me seemed a tad agitated by this :(
On gender classytimes, I had some "bros" @ the club come up to me and ask me if I was a guy or girl (while cross dressing). Then in the morning (while dressed as a boy, or well you know my approximation thereof), there was a brief bit of back and forth between the TSA agents as to if I was male :p
My feet still haven't fully recovered from pole dancing class on Thursday (perhaps the constant dancing has something to do with it), but they are getting better so w00t :)