Vibrant.(Still) Unrepentant. Badass. Old. Queer

Good evening, kittens. Was that a groan of disgust I heard? But, it's true! Pottery class has begun (after the first class was canceled due to snow) ... Prepare yourself for the onslaught of pottery photos. Like these: Of course, before pottery class, Mr. Fantastic and I met K-Factor, the Canadian, and another friend at the movies. We saw Avatar in 3-D. It was pretty awesome (the 3-D, not the movie). I mean, the movie was a fun, silly, formulaic action adventure ... but Oscar-nominated? for Best Picture? I don't think so. VUBOQ sez "the Academy of Motion Pictures Arts and Sciences is WRONG!" Now, go forth and spread the word. And, today, I went back to work. Work iz hard. Fortunately, there was a 2-hour delay. Getting up at 7AM is soooooooo much better than 5AM. Srsly. After work martiniz make it all better though! Have a great night! *smooches*

Conversation during the Oscars last night: V: When are they going to give Laura Linney her forking Oscar? Y: If it's a forking Oscar, you should get it. V: I totally should! I act like I enjoy it every time! Let the record show that there was no forking later that night. *sigh* It was worth it though. I laughed for a good 15 minutes. OK. Maybe I was a little durnk. But, still, fun-NEH! As for the rest of the weekend, Friday night, Y came over for dinner. I made little pita pizzas. YUM. DUN and SCGB joined us at some point and we drank lots of wine. Saturday, slightly over hung. I did make it to the hardware store to buy new fuses for the laundry room. Go me! Saturday night, SCGB and I watched Sex and the City DVDs at Tomokito's. Sunday, I went to the pottery studio. I trimmed two vases, two mugs, and pulled the handles for the two mugs. Then, I went over to Y's. I knitted (I have finished the left and right front panels of the Never-Ending Cardigan of Doom)! I made pasta f...

Before I get into my weekend adventures and insecurities, a few tidbits: It snowed. See photo. I finished my knittens. Photo forthcoming (hopefully). I have apparently been banned for life from Scott-o-Rama . *sniff* So, the weekend ... pab picked me up from Union Station a little after 10AM. He was late. This did not make me happy. He bought me coffee, so I became happier. We got to the hotel (Hilton Garden) in Williamsburg around 1PM. We checked in. We got settled. We had sex. It was ... ok. I mean, I suppose that I was expecting something a little more toe-curlingly amazing, considering that he only ever has oral sex. You would think that someone who "specialized," so to speak, would be, well, friggin' fantastic. Perhaps, my expectations were set too high. I mean, it wasn't bad. It just wasn't ... well, I guess it wasn't Mike, who as we know gives the best blowjobs ever. And, I was expecting something at or above the Level of Mike. *sigh* We cleaned up and...

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