Thursday, November 13, 2008

Reporting on Bits and Bobs

I know I have been rather quiet lately. I do hope that this will end shortly, once I am freed from the demands of study. I do not want this blog to disappear, or fade into the obscure ether of the net (and I know my adoring fans don't want it to either).

My date last week was ... okay. We had been exchanging messages online for a while, and some things he said certainly resonated with me, but I had told myself quite firmly to trust my instincts on this one (as they have proved right on every prior occasion despite my best efforts, both to ignore them and try and make it work), and my gut instinct the moment I saw him was a resounding 'no'. It was a good meal, decent conversation, nice date, but beyond that ... neehh. Having missed my bus he offered me a ride home, which I really didn't want to do but I didn't have much of a choice ... wish I hadn't, the ride home was the worst part and would be the sole reason for lack of later contact. But that's neither here nor there.

I have been fretting over what to wear to the fetish ball for a while and have finally settled on the blue gown featured in my very first HNT, though my subconscious came up with a rather interesting alternative last week. I dreamed of going to the ball dressed as a fox furrie, but not in the traditional all-concealing fur-suit. Nope, all I was wearing were knickers with attached tail, shoe-paws, ears, and body paint. It's something that I would really like to try some time, but for this event I don't have the supplies or the prep time (or the confidence!). My furrie inclinations are not something that get much exercise, given the negligibly small local community, but I am determined to make a couple of suits and have some fun with it. BDSM is my life, but fur is fun.

I am getting exponentially more excited the closer I get to flying out to Southern Exposure. I have been largely trying to just not think about it to keep it from interfering with other work that needs doing, but I don't think I can stop it now! I have one more exam tomorrow, then I have to run for a bus, grab luggage and I'm immediately off to the airport!

I'm going to Southern Exposure!

1 comment:

Dee said...

You would look so damned good in your foxy outfit, as described. Perhaps for the next one?

xx Dee