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judecorpLast night was spontaneous and fun, just how I like it. It's funny, those evenings where I don't plan anything until the last minute always seem better than the ones whose plans have been agonized over for days or weeks. Maybe I should keep that in mind more permanently.
Steve and I had been kicking around the idea of going to see Blue Crush to check out hot surfer chicks in beach wear. I had heard that it was actually a pretty good movie, and Abby even said it had a feminist bent, so I thought it would be fun. When I got home from work, Patti IMed me and so I asked her if she was interested. I ordered tickets for us and we arranged to meet there. While I was waiting, Cari called and said she wanted to go, so of course I did the gallant thing and offered to save her a seat beside me.
The movie was actually good, except for the recurring shot of a girl getting caught in undertow and bashing her head on a rock. Grossness. A little more than halfway through the movie, I ended up with a girl against me with my fingers lightly tickling her knee. How on earth did that happen!!?!?!? Heh. So anyway, we went to Steak and Shake on campus to eat more very healthy food, and decided to stop by The Garden on the way home. I'd never been in there. Patti saw someone she knew and he was super embarrassed. Oops. He was only in the clothing section for crying out loud!
We spent a lot of time goofing off downstairs (in the "adult" section) until I started to get uncomfortable with all of the loudly cracking on everything. I mean, I know that porn movies are totally not serious and are certainly something to mock, but there's only so much "girl-on-girl is so hot" I can stand, and I was a little weird about playing around with all the sex toys. Dude, they exist, move along. Cari and Steve started a little fencing match with these enormous rubber cocks, though, and I have to admit that it was pretty funny when the sales clerk said, "Stop swinging the dongs." HAR HAR!
There is this totally gorgeous clear, green, and blue double-ended Pyrex dildo that I was totally transfixed by because it looked like some pretty art piece I would put on my mantle. There was also a rubber duckie vibrator that I have to have for my ducky bathroom when I start getting paid again. On the quest (still) to find a dildo shaped like a woman's body (and /not/ the Virgin Mary, thank you very much), Steve pointed out this one cheap one whose handle was shaped like a woman's body, but that's hardly the same. On my mission to find hysterically goofy sex toys, I saw another car-shaped battery holder for double bullets, but these bullets light up like head lights. BEEP BEEP!
We spent too much time congregating in the lesbian porn sections, so the man kept pointing more out to us. He even went so far as to point out a little teeny section of lesbian erotica that was actually written by women for women, and Patti made sure to say, "Oh! You mean for them?" and point to Cari and me. It was so adorable.
I'm really glad that Patti, Steve, and Cari came out to play last night. It was so incredibly fun and I don't know if it would have been as enjoyable if even one variable had been missing. Thanks, guys. :)
Steve and I had been kicking around the idea of going to see Blue Crush to check out hot surfer chicks in beach wear. I had heard that it was actually a pretty good movie, and Abby even said it had a feminist bent, so I thought it would be fun. When I got home from work, Patti IMed me and so I asked her if she was interested. I ordered tickets for us and we arranged to meet there. While I was waiting, Cari called and said she wanted to go, so of course I did the gallant thing and offered to save her a seat beside me.
The movie was actually good, except for the recurring shot of a girl getting caught in undertow and bashing her head on a rock. Grossness. A little more than halfway through the movie, I ended up with a girl against me with my fingers lightly tickling her knee. How on earth did that happen!!?!?!? Heh. So anyway, we went to Steak and Shake on campus to eat more very healthy food, and decided to stop by The Garden on the way home. I'd never been in there. Patti saw someone she knew and he was super embarrassed. Oops. He was only in the clothing section for crying out loud!
We spent a lot of time goofing off downstairs (in the "adult" section) until I started to get uncomfortable with all of the loudly cracking on everything. I mean, I know that porn movies are totally not serious and are certainly something to mock, but there's only so much "girl-on-girl is so hot" I can stand, and I was a little weird about playing around with all the sex toys. Dude, they exist, move along. Cari and Steve started a little fencing match with these enormous rubber cocks, though, and I have to admit that it was pretty funny when the sales clerk said, "Stop swinging the dongs." HAR HAR!
There is this totally gorgeous clear, green, and blue double-ended Pyrex dildo that I was totally transfixed by because it looked like some pretty art piece I would put on my mantle. There was also a rubber duckie vibrator that I have to have for my ducky bathroom when I start getting paid again. On the quest (still) to find a dildo shaped like a woman's body (and /not/ the Virgin Mary, thank you very much), Steve pointed out this one cheap one whose handle was shaped like a woman's body, but that's hardly the same. On my mission to find hysterically goofy sex toys, I saw another car-shaped battery holder for double bullets, but these bullets light up like head lights. BEEP BEEP!
We spent too much time congregating in the lesbian porn sections, so the man kept pointing more out to us. He even went so far as to point out a little teeny section of lesbian erotica that was actually written by women for women, and Patti made sure to say, "Oh! You mean for them?" and point to Cari and me. It was so adorable.
I'm really glad that Patti, Steve, and Cari came out to play last night. It was so incredibly fun and I don't know if it would have been as enjoyable if even one variable had been missing. Thanks, guys. :)
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Yeah, but that particular clothing section consisted of five-inch clear high-heeled shoes, feather boas, and nut huggers... BUSTED!!
:-p
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Date: 2002-08-24 08:52 am (UTC)no subject
Now there is a thought you can ponder all day... :-p
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Date: 2002-08-24 10:50 am (UTC)Meeep!!!
Because no rubber ducky bathroom is complete without one. That is just wrong and a complete violation of everything that is rubber ducky!!!
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Date: 2002-08-24 12:26 pm (UTC)Re: Meeep!!!
Date: 2002-08-24 10:39 pm (UTC)I need to replace my regular squeaky too because Laurel requisitioned mine and chewed most of its paint off. (Some days I think I should have gotten a dog instead, but she's a keeper.) The Ducks With Attitude are pretty funny too! Every time I order from Archie McPhee I have a hard time choosing just two or three items.
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Date: 2002-08-24 11:13 pm (UTC)That's why I don't even look.
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Date: 2002-08-24 12:22 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2002-08-24 05:34 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2002-08-24 11:09 pm (UTC)Yuck.