Can't sleep cuz my bed's on fire

[cyrano]

So last night, after an insane rainy day at the airport, I was (oddly enough) considering an extra trip to the gym after work. I opted against it because I wanted to get home at a semi reasonable hour so I could get some sleep. Well. Fuck that noise, because at seven-fifteen (about five hours after I'd gone to bed) my body decided that I was done sleeping. Still yawning and tired but an utter failure to sleep. Excellent. Today's work day should go swimmingly.
So yesterday I had my first OKCupid Meeting For Coffee To Assure Yourself The Other Person Isn't A Psycho Killer (Qu'est Que C'est) at Starbucks on ECR/Lawrence by that Indian restaurant. Things went pretty well, and we actually went beyond Casual Chat about Nothing Relevant or Threatening.
And I got invited to the San Francisco Fetish Ball. All I have to do is find somebody who wants to work Saturday night and then figure out WTF I'm going to wear. I'm sure I own something that could be considered fetish, but I haven't been creative enough yet to come up with it.

Comments

[miss-friday.livejournal.com]

Isn't it obvious why you wanted to go to the gym again? :-)

(Your second paragraph makes it obvious to me.)

[cyranocyrano.livejournal.com]

Nah. I am not of the opinion that a single hour session at the gym will make me actually presentable. (:

[mnarra.livejournal.com]

Hmph. I'm with Miss Friday. Mating behaviors begin to seem attractive when one begins the dance. When I was in Preening Mode, Bridgette, not the greatest housekeeper in the world, began to tidy and clean and cook and rearrange -- nesting in response to my preening and strutting. We had cramps in our necks from all that bill-clacking and head waving.

Er.

But, yes, I'm fully in agreement about the second-paragraph indicator. Indulge the urge, that's my advice. Mating behaviors are fun.

[tyee.livejournal.com]

Things went pretty well, and we actually went beyond Casual Chat about Nothing Relevant or Threatening.

Is that related to:

And I got invited to the San Francisco Fetish Ball.

??? I'm guessing not, because that would be quite a leap...

[cyranocyrano.livejournal.com]

Nope. Different cute girl, who I know through Real Life. (:

[your-liquid-sky.livejournal.com]

I seem to recall you looking quite fetishist when I met you first.

[cyranocyrano.livejournal.com]

Hmmmm. I have no idea what I was wearing that day. I was at the airport so it couldn't have been *too* extreme....

[your-liquid-sky.livejournal.com]

Um... you were wearing a cassock, and a fish-net shirt underneath it.
If you weren't meaning to be fetish-y then, um, I hate to break it to you, dear, but...

[cyranocyrano.livejournal.com]

Wow. I wore that to the airport? But.... yeah. Yeah, that might work. That just might work. You rock. u r teh smartzor!

[wilson-lizard.livejournal.com]

You could wear nothing but a collar! *grin*

Or... that Dorathy outfit.. hmm...