queena

Still no Internet access at home, but I've made it to another (cheaper) cybercafe finally.
Settling in has been fun; I love my room mate. We keep trying to spend time apart (ie. I'll go out for a smoke and he'll go knit in his room), then 15 minutes later we'll be bored and watch a movie together. Domestic bliss - but platonic. I need a hero!

Speaking of which, we had a ton of houseguests and had a lovely sleepover. I dressed up a new friend in one of my negligees and he cuddled with Ava (my old roommate and other platonic soulmate). In the middle of the night it started to get hot n heavy... BUt rest assured, I did the "right thing" and picked HOs before BROs. (That means Ava and no nookie pour moi). But now Tom has left for a few days, and I'm stuck watching Queer as Folk and feeling just a little bit lonely before school on Wednesday. Sigh. Being a good girl isn't nearly as fun as my usual debauchery.

See, this could have been solved had Ava wanted to play too. Oh well.

Today I signed up for co-ed touch rugby (that's hardcore for this busted-knee chainsmoker) at school. I plan on kicking ass. Also signed up for Lindy Hop and found that I knew several friends of other swing kids from Victoria. Yay me.

Sorry for the lack of comments, but rest assured I lurve you all. Also will be shooting a set with the aforementioned tassles at some point this month.

Well, off to drown my sorrows with a doobie and some boy on boy dramatic action. Then, tomorrow Seedy's for the sweet sounds of DJ Shawn and martinis.

Kisses!

PS. Thanks for reading this mess of venting.