21 posts tagged “miss kitty's parlour”

I swear he was having fun!

His expression is still cracking me, a day later.

The girl on the left has been in lot of TV shows. The blonde is Andrea. Calpernia is on the right. Andrea & Calpernia were Felicity Huffman's coaches on, and were in, the movie Transamerica

Kissed by a girl - she said her's was better. I didn't dare argue, she was quite adamant about it. But his was definitely more fun!

Gawd, I love Miss Kitty's!

That's my lip gloss, applied onto him by me. Then transferred back onto me by him.

"The more skin, the more you win!"

The girl won free drinks for the rest of the night (her shirt is flipped down and she just has pasties on).

The guy won the adoration of many women & men.

As in Miss Kitty's = Home.

This is the spanking stage.

I didn't go up - but I still got free drinks from both Moses and the Mistress. And I smacked Moses' butt.

I lurve him so!

All's well enough in Leenda-land today. How long since I've said that?

Day 4 of Cymbalta. Side effects, after the 1st day, have been extremely minor. No more nausea. No more extreme tiredness (in fact, it might be keeping me from sleeping - I'm not sure yet). Still yawning a bunch but it doesn't usually last for long. Some minor headaches & dry mouth but they're tolerable. I definitely feel better overall and I know it's all due to pain reduction.

My knee is barely bothering me - which causes me a minor bit of concern only because I know it's still F-ed up and the lack of constant pain means I'm more likely to push it further than it should go. But I'll think good thoughts on that.

GI probs are definitely reduced too (major Yay!!). Dunno if that's due to decreased pain, decreased stress, side effects of the meds (like reduced appetite - YAY!), or the Floristor (probiotic) I started taking. Whichever, or all of the above, I hope this part lasts.

Almost my entire body itches like crazy but it has nothing to do with the meds and everything to do with getting sun burned last weekend. I'm at the pre-peeling, OMG I'm going to loose my mind if I don't stop itching, stage. Lotion would help but then I'll break out like crazy - and I can't use that before a pole workout.

So... right now I'm killing a bit of time before my first weekend workout class in over a year. I moved my 1:1 classes from Wed nights to the weekend so I can take the group classes at SirenDance on Thurs nights. (Mental note: Still need to register for those!) Though I'm still uptight about the drive to those after work (roughly 50 miles)... especially with gas prices increasing 20 cents per day (thank goodness my car gets > 30mpg).

Anyhoo... tonight Nicole and I decided to try meeting 5p and see if that works for us (she lives a 2min ferry ride away from her studio). This will leave me, post class (6p), in Balboa/Newport Beach while the sun is still up and shops are still open. Maybe I'll chill there for a bit - ride the ferris wheel and the ferry, play some skee ball at the arcade (I love skee ball!), walk around, grab some dinner. For me, it's bizarre to go to Balboa now. When I was in high school/college, it was THE place to hang out - packed every night, especially on weekends. Now, thanks to years of crack downs on cruising and teen curfews, it's a ghost town. I miss the old energy.

There are a couple options on the agenda for later tonight but I don't think I'm going to follow through on any of them.  Miss Kitty's sounds like too much work (dress up; drive; money; be sociable) plus it's at a different (smaller) location. I dunno... maybe I'll change my mind after working out and getting my blood flowing.

There's also a party at the fat girl's club, Butterfly Lounge, which minorly appeals to me because it's a cheap night out and I don't care about impressing anyone there. But then there's the Chocolate Rain guy to consider. Major Ugh!

Jason Bentley, of KCRW, is going to be DJing an opening set at the Giant party at The Vanguard tonight. I'd love to groove to him live but I don't know anything about that club and don't think I'm up for something unknown. From their pic gallery, it looks very LA S&M (stand & model).

Frankly, I'd like to hook up with C tonight. But I don't think that's on the option list.

Tomorrow offers the Ink-n-Iron Festival ($35, local - on the Queen Mary) and/or free VIP admission to Erotica LA (courtesy of a Voxer who shall remain nameless, unless you remember me naming her last year). I'm leaning toward Ink - but only because I've never been and because porn, porn stars, and guys standing in line for both all sound very "eehhhh" right now. There's also a strong possibility I'm gonna stay home and do nothing, since that's kind of where my brain is at.

I should vacuum - it's a virtual fur factory in this house. EVERYTHING is covered in fur - the furniture, the carpet, my sheets, my pillows, the bathroom sink... But cleaning it up always feel self-defeating cause I know that the second I finish, I'll need to start again. For now, I prefer the tactic of "no one's coming in my house but me, so who cares?" (Cezar tried to invite himself over last weekend but I refused.)

Okay, enough with the rambling. Time to get some of this fur off of me, pack my workout bag, and get the hell on with my Caturday. What is Arbed's secret?