Feb. 23rd, 2011

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Roomie and I were coming back from kettlebell class last night and, like, I was seriously chafing?  Like, ungodly pain where there should only be awesomeness, which is so fucking unfair I'm not even going to get into it because that's for another post.  Anyway, it got to the point where I was in agony and really couldn't walk without looking like I had something shoved up my ass. 
So finally I just said "fuck it, sorry Roomie, this needs to happen now" and picked the first alley way to duck into.  Because this is my life, this particular alley was fucking *stupidly* well lit because it was, of course, right beside one of the maybe 18 bridal boutiques in Greek town and the place was playing really loud opera music from a set of outside speakers for some Greek reason, and I totally just shoved my hand down my pants and did some enthusiastic rearranging.  Roomie finds this all incredibly amusing, considering I was in so much pain that I didn't even notice the cop car parked right *there* until I left the alley. 
So, y'know, I think publicly readjusting your clit almost in front of a cop with your roommate snickering like this is the greatest thing that's ever happened to her life scores me some butch points.  I'm not an expert on what constitutues butch, but I have it on pretty awesome authority that being butch involves assembling IKEA furniture, which I always need help doing.  So, if we use that as a basic foundation for butch, where does this put me on the whole butch spectrum?  Do I get a toaster or something?


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