A full week.

Good stuff this week.  Here’s the semi-quick and dirty, since I really need to get off the computer and start my evening:

I quit my part-time job on Saturday.  It was very anticlimactic.  No tearful goodbyes after 6 years of employment, really no goodbyes of any kind.  The only person who knew it was my last day was the manager who makes the schedule.  it’s a little sad, and I’m feeling a little nervous about the fact that I won’t have that extra income anymore - it wasn’t a lot, but it put money in my wallet for things like lunches and snacks and reading material and gasoline.

Derek came over Tuesday night, for a nice low-pressure bondage-and-a-movie evening.  I’ve never done anything like that with anyone before.  It’s the kind of thing I’ve often thought about, but didn’t really think a play partner would want to do.  The best part is that I wasn’t the least bit stressed about it beforehand - usually I get anxious before playing, worrying about doing a good job, holding myself up to some vague standard of fabulous domhood or something.  Knowing that it’s on me to make sure we both have a good time, afraid that I’ll fail.

Yesterday was clay day.  The woman who used to be my boss, who I suppose I could now call a friend.. we’ll call her Rose here… anyhoo, she has a kiln and does ceramics, and she invited me over last week and yesterday to play with clay.  It’s going to be a weekly thing, which is so exciting.  I’ve done a fair bit of crafting, but very little actual art in the seven years since I graduated from college with my useless Fine Arts degree.  It felt so good to create like that, to use my hands to shape something from nothing.  I originally intended to make penis fountains, which I’ve been talking about doing for years, but ended up making goddesses instead.  I’m very excited about my three little ladies, even though they’re not quite done (and I need to fix a few things), so I have to show them off:

   

  

 

Tonight I’m going to try and hit up the Peep Show, since Artomatic is closing this weekend.  It’s already 6pm though and I haven’ t eaten or showered, so we’ll see how that goes.  Maybe I could go on Saturday instead…

Tomorrow night I’ll be at the local(ish) dungeon, for a burlesque show and play party.  It’ll be the first time I’ve been to that place in two years I think.  Then Saturday night is a women’s play party…  I’m trying not to be nervous.  Everyone keep your fingers crossed for me that I’ll be social and actually talk to people, and not stand in a corner looking painfully submissive by myself all night.

So..  Busy, busy!  And all good!  Xel even called me of his own volition last night, just to chat.  Now all I need is to get a decent night’s rest - self-discipline, where art thou?

 

the nudist club

Just got home from my first visit to the local nudist “club.”  I don’t know if it’s the place for me, but it was very nice to lay outside and feel the breeze on my skin.  The wind riffling my pubic hair was a new sensation.

Boy did I stick out like a sore thumb though, even putting aside the fact that my hair is blue.  I was without a doubt the largest person there, but what made me feel really conspicuous was the pearly-white hue of my skin.  Everyone else I saw had very even tans.  It’s kind of funny that I’m not worried about my body shape, just the color of it that’s like a huge sign plastered on me that says “Noob.”

I’m considering joining, if only because it’s the only nudist place in the area, that I know of.  But they’re very.. conservative, for naked people.  They didn’t blink at my hair color, which was mildly surprising, but they did caution that genital piercings are not allowed.  Basically the place is painfully heterocentric, and very sex/kink/poly negative.  But for a bunch of narrow-minded old straight people, they were very friendly.

Heh, I’m looking out the window now and feeling that I left too soon.  It would have been nice to be naked outside in the rain.

 

It’s getting to be that time of year again. Naked season.

It’s rather nice to be able to sit around without clothes on.