First, to get an approximation of culture out of the way first - watching Land of the Lost, the Will Ferrell movie, which is just damned weird, and the best thing out of it is the music off A Chorus Line. He can't be gold all the time, Anchorman coming up though. Also, planning on going to Giselle at the ballet in May.
And for some reason earlier, had Don't Rain On My Parade running through my head. I'm such a musical boy. Though I do think Rent is overrated, I can't be a true musical theatre fan. Like the fact that I can't stand Triple J for extended periods of time, I can't be a true hipster lol.
Anyways, enough of the culture and pop mash up. Onto the weekend.
Went to a collaring ceremony last night. Fetish event. I femmed up for it. I look fantastic as a blonde, hence tonight's title lol. Was a nice night, wasn't too noisy or busy at all. Was nice to catch up with some people, and, being the first actual kinda play party I had been to in a while, a few people there I was actively trying to avoid or just do the polite and happy thing with.
Drama llama cull continuing apace. While at the same time, adding some new people. Only quality people of course. And a couple of workmates. I was actually trying to avoid workmates on Facecrack to be honest, but eh, if they want to add me, all good. A couple of them are friends of friends of mine who are in the fetish scene. I won't be talking to those particular workmates about extra curricular activities like EVER lol. I don't blush all that often anymore, but that could be a likely blush situation if ever those two worlds met. I'm not that quiet about how I am enjoying life much at all anymore, but work is, if not quite a hard limit, then certainly a flexible one.
Got home before midnight last night. Was quieter than I expected at the party itself. Some play, but not a lot. More conversations about the footy and the cricket, and goon bags attached to the rotary clothes line and spun around like wheel of fortune. Goon all over the cleavage of several female friends. And Steps and S Club 7 on the DJ set. Felt like I was nineteen again at stages. Apart from the, you know, dress, make up, stockings, boots and wig hahaha.
Today was lovely. Another catch up with Roma. We were supposed to sign up for yoga, but the place was closed, or we couldn't find the right door or something. Eh, these things happen, and it's not as if Perth is lacking yoga spots. This particular plan might not happen, but yoga in the near time frame will occur, and hopefully I will have yoga buddy with me.
She was dragging me around the shops for shopping as well, and we had brunch at PICA, which is another one of my fave spots around the city. Stopped by her place for a bit as well, we could have just relaxed there, but she said she needed more shoes. So on the second part of the expedition she got a tee and skirt. Was quite tiring actually, but so quality time. And we will do the regular Wednesday dinner thing.
Life is good.
The haiku for today -
Fave brunch spot in Perth
The food never disappoints
Is very central
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