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Whooom. Home!

Work really knocked the snot out of me, but I got through it, and was treated to dinner by Mom and Alison to make up for it. Then met Granda and Granma to go see the College's production of Twelfth Night, which had some...interesting alterations that I think made a really cool production. First Quarto text, with more modern music in place of many of the madrigals (to quite devastating effect), and costumes mixing 1770's style with modern...rather extreme...dress.

(Note to skarlette: Lex would have -LOVED- Anne's costume designs. Mix Dangerous Liasons, Rocky Horror, Modern Clubbing, PVC, Corsets, Leather, Shimmering, Panties, Boxers, Dresses missing things like fronts or backs, and lots and lots of sexy grrls in sexy outfits. Will give more details later. ;D)

Then went to dessert with everyone. Talked a bit about the incipient family vacation. (Oy!) Then was given a new pair of walking shoes by Granma that Mom actually had them order as one of my Birthday presents, got juice and stuff, and to top it all off, G&G took my laundry with them, to be returned Tuesday or Weds, cleaned.

My family, when my Dad is not involved, are amazing.

And I know Dad tries. He just has several things that makes he and I utterly incompatible. And leads to us fighting. And when we fight it's nasty. And we fight a lot.

So...yeah.

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As if I didn't need to be any hornier right now, I flip channels and find Discovery Channel doing a show on a Fetish Fantasy Ball. I assume it's related to some form of sexology thing. But...damn. That looked so fun.

I'd rather love to go to one of those, sometime, I think. But I'd want to have her with me. Ah, well.

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Hrm. Had to brain-genderbend a little, but it was a diversion.
( Sexual energy quiz. )

Past that, I have those papers to write, which I am dilligently not doing. And staying up until 5am RPing with silentsteel and ixx was a lot of fun, but my body's making me pay for it. If I didn't have to be mentally cognizant for the MUSH meeting....

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ixx made me put this up. :D But she's right, I should.

The reason I click so easily into RPing "War" Ballade is that he's my inner Emily Bronte. So Lyric. So Formal. So Elegant. So wound tight as a drum.

He's the part of me that reads the letters of men like Lincoln and R.E. Lee and see the achingly beautiful eloquence of their thoughts as well as their writing, and can't help but want to try it.