Curvie Girlie The Diary: Mind Playin' Tricks on Me

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As sure as Bunny will have a great weekend

Well, I was at it again! :party:

I wish I had a camera, I WANT you guys and gals to see/her how truly tripped out these Burning-Man-esque DJ dance events are! Homespun Winter Solstice in SF was excellent--the music was superb, I had a fantastic time with Peezey, and I finally feel very comfortable, welcome, and liked by all the same kids I keep seeing over and over again at the past parties and shows. One girl I danced with and had met last Tuesday at the pizza/wine bar place, told me I should come EVERY Tuesday "to hang out with all your friends and dance :)"--yes there was a smile in her voice :) I felt very loved, especially when one of the DJs spinning in the smaller room upstairs at the venue saw me when I first walked in, dropped his jaw, and then gave me a hug after his set. I, of course, danced especially for him and then Rastatronics, whose picture I took and made look cool, attached below (taken with my phone from an angle below him).

Peezey and I checked into THIS hotel, Inn San Francisco, one of the mansions NOT destroyed by the 1906 FIRESTORMS after the 7.8 earthquake that started the fire. Peezey just chose that place because it was closest to the venue, but it turned out to be beautiful, with a 360 degree view of San Francisco on the balcony/roof, and a non-chlorinated hot tub we took a dip in, before the show AND the quirky old man who checked us in decided he liked us so much, he upgraded our room to the $245 room :eek2: at no charge!!!

Saturday I worked, then drove to the East Bay and hung out with my best friend and my niece and baby's daddy for my niece's 3rd birthday, my goodness how time flies! I spent the night (but ate too much vegetarian pizza before crashing) and in the early morning took the dogs for a walk, Heather and Oggie. Heather is an 11 year-old German Shepard/Chow, and I've known her since she was a puppy--she was GLAD to see me and was constantly licking me and staring at me adoringly. Oggie is a 6 month old pitbull/sharpe, and he loved me too--no sense of personal space at all and very rambunctious! I enjoyed my cold mornign walk with them, said goodbye to the family, and drove back to Santa Cruz in time for Kelly's 10:30am Yoga class. I ran into my friend Jesse Hiatt who has an awesome band and just finished his first CD--his sound is Afro-funk-Soul and he even has some brass band members from Sly and the Family Stone on his album. Jesse took me out to lunch at Bonny Doon Winery's new cafe/tasting room, and I had a veggie pizza paired with a delicious flight of Sangiovese, Nebbiolo, and Vin Gris. Afterward we went to his house and listened to his music, played on his piano (I got him to play the jazzy opening of Mac Dre's Feelin' Myself), and I helped him do Yoga and gave him Thai Massage. Then I went to Chris's house and watched The Dark Knight for the first time, and then at 10:30pm I picked Nick up from Greyhound in the rain in San Jose (he's back from L.A.). My good deed for the day ;)

Here's Jesse playing one of his songs on the piano Out of my League. I filmed it when I had my old camera.

Bleeding hard, cramps, Day 2--146.5 lbs after binging on chocolate and pizza all weekend--not bad at all! :D Thanks for Yoga! :hurray:
 
Future plans:​

I purchased a Yoga strap for my own. I never usually use them, but there is no other way for me to get any closer to Nataraja-asana, or Lord of the Dance pose, in its final stage I saw Kelly do it on Sunday and we practice with a strap around our foot, and I realized that I definitely can work on this. I've been attemting to touch the top of my head with the sole of my foot for several weeks now, with little progress. No worries, my flexibility will come after ease, effort, time and patience. RIGHT?!?!?!?!? :cuss: LOL! ;)

I also purchased a yoga mat blanket for sopping up sweat as in practicing Bikram. There's only one place in Santa Cruz that offers it and the drop ins are $15. I figure that Hot Yoga will get me sweating out my gross Party Time Debris ;) and get me more stretched out. I only did hot Ashtanga yoga once in Oakland and found myself much more flexible--still it was only like, 85 degrees or so. I dunno if I'm ready for 105 degrees but I'm damn sure ready to try! :ack2: Depending on if I like Bikram, I might splurge for a 10 pass card for $120, saving $30. Or I might just make it a once a month thing.

I'm going to email the girl who offers break-dancing and hip hop dancing classes and take a class with her starting January :) I might be a Breakdancing Bunny someday! :beating: Oh what fun! :party:

Chris is going to help finance me for the 6 month membership to the Pacific Edge Rock Climbing Gym that offers Acroyoga on Mondays. I'm starting to prefer functional muscle training over dumbells, AND as some of you know, I LIKE heights :D I'm very much looking forward to getting into it, and Chris is looking forward to barking orders at me (he knows everything about climbing, of course.)

The 2009 San Francisco Fetish Ball events start Thursday March 12th (art show) and culminate with the actual ball on the 14th. Their website still shows last year's info, so I emailed Paige, the chick in charge, to get info on volunteering again so I can get in for free. IF I bust out and diet and follow a strict regime over the next couple of months, I CAN get down to my ultimate goal of 135 lbs, and THEN I can wear fucking see-through rubber and not give a flying fuck and feel nothing but sexy pride, yo! WORD! SO that is definitely a goal. OWWWWEEEE!!!! New Goal!!!!

Friday December 26th is going to be the start of my new diet. YAY!! This PMS this month has been the worst as far as sugar binges. I ate SO MUCH chocolate yesterday I'm surprised I didn't get sick! :puke: AND PIZZA lately! This doesn't worry me--My body still looks good so far and I feel better/more on top of my game now that I started. Post period feelings are always more weight loss friendly :) I'm definitely going to be at most 140 lbs by February, dammit!!!!!!!
 
All right, cheerleader love!!!!!!! :hurray: :beating:
You know it!
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BTW- I'll still be around your diary (it always makes me smile) just don't have much to say in mine right now lol...
 
Looks like another FANTASTIC Bunny weekend!!! It's almost a crime how much fun you have!! Looks like the "V" is enjoying the "J" still!! Nice!!

Side note...
Damn I wish I could play the piano like that!! I've tried... my formerly broken ring fingers on each hand makes it impossible!! I can't keep them straight... they pound on the keys when I don't want them too!! Great stuff!
 
Jesse is an awesome musician. I watched your video of him when I first saw your youtube account

Fun weekend, dawg. Glad to hear. :)
 
Hey there Val :)

I've definitely been MIA in this joint lately... Catching up with your diary has let me know you have some serious goals set for the upcoming months, which is awesome, I know you can get down to a buck 35 by the time the Fetish Ball takes place.:coolgleamA:

I hear ya on the diet front. I gotta get back on track. I'm hoping with school here starting in a few weeks I will be able to get back on track and get more disiplined with my routine... It'll happen ;)

With my friends who do yoga, the Bikram is hit or miss. I've never personally done it but there are a few places that offer it around where I live... Some people like the heat and some don't I guess.

Have a great day :)
-Sam
 
Hey there Val :)

Oh thank god you're back!
:hug2: I missed your thoughtfulness and hilarity! :)

I know you can get down to a buck 35 by the time the Fetish Ball takes place.:coolgleamA:

Sweet! I need to do that shit, and take pictures of hot, scantly-clad slave boys for you!

With my friends who do yoga, the Bikram is hit or miss. I've never personally done it but there are a few places that offer it around where I live... Some people like the heat and some don't I guess.

I won't like it, but I'll like the painful experience and especially it being over, and sweating out a bunch of junk, too!

Have a great day yourself! :D
 
You can do it!! I can't wait until March for the pics and the stories you will have :sifone:

I hear ya on hating the experience but loving the fact of getting thru it and being glad it's over with. Reminds me of workouts I've done in the past, especially when I did plyometrics with my trainer...
 
Yesterday I had my painful facial that makes my skin peel over the course of a few days, rendering me a hideous circus oddity and driving me to reclusiveness on my mountain ;). Quasimoto styly!

The embarrassing part was telling Peezey, explaining why I won't be hanging out with him for a few days (well, in this case until probably after Xmas). He was cutely disappointed, and texted me last night. Now; I forget that typical couples, especially ones who just get together, call each other or text every night and say whaddup or whatever. My ex specifically told me, when we moved out from each other August 2007, NOT to bother him, and I've been single since January, so I'm not used to girlfriend-type behavior. And of course, after all the meditation and Buddhist readings, a waltz into behavioral expectations and possible pitfalls into relationship dynamics ARE NOT APPEALING AT ALL and scare the hell out of me! UGH! :ack2: I can go the whole rest of my life without another "lover's quarrel", which is GONNA happen if I get in deep with P. I also don't want to be an emotionally unavailable beezey, although, warm as I am, I absolutely am starting to feel like one. Brrrrrr! Can ya feel the breeze? LOL!

It's called experience. In my experience, I have never been so happy and drama-free, tear-free, and feelings NOT hurt as I have, as a single beezey.

WORD if you say, well, Valerie, maybe you were fucking with the wrong dudeholes? Yeah, well, what can ya do? :confused:

Peezey is great but he's very sensitive I noticed, and hello, double Scorpio :eek:! I'm NOT looking forward to pissing him off :smilielol5: Serious!!!! :Angel_anim:

What I AM going to do is continue to be open and honest and warm and sweet, and address things as they come. Like, he told me he usually likes things to fall naturally, but he wanted to tell me he decided to be sexually exclusive. I was cool with that, I told him the same because like I said, it's not a problem for me. After celibacy, I KNEW I could do it and I totally can. However, once in a while I feel confusion and dread because I'm not totally smitten with Peezey, and all I want from him is to have fun, be happy, have great sex, and relax and hang out together. HOPEFULLY that's all he wants from me!

ANYWAY

145.0 lbs today!!! :party: Bleeding like you ain't never seen! :reddevil: After my period's over I bet I'll be back down to 144, 143.5, and Friday kicks off my celebration and devotion to dieting and kicking up my cardio into OVERDRIVE!!! Yoga has really kept me lean, although yesterday I just was tired and did laundry after having dinner over at Chris's house, and went to bed early. I woke up super early on accident and used the time to build the fire back up, and go back to sleep--I'd planned on doing Yoga this morning but only had time for some pranayama (relaxing breathing techniques) and a couple sun salutations before I jumped into the shower.

Hmmmm.....about pranayama. Breathing exercises.....are......just really proven and KNOWN to be good for you. I'm proud of myself for taking time, nearly every day, to do it. I feel like I'm a healthier, better, more grounded person and that pranayama MUST have a hand in that. I highly recommend EVERYONE to practice at least deep breathing, sitting up straight with the spine slightly elevated above the hips in a quiet place, but especially Althernate Nostril Breathing or Nadi Shodhan.

So yes, my family on both sides are coming together, and Barre's invited, for dinner on Xmas, YAY! :party:
 
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CG, are you really going to the Fetish Ball in San Fran next year in March or is that an inside joke?

Me and the BF are actually planning on going to that ... and then we're going to a White Party in April in Switzerland ...
 
Oh sweet, another one :hurray: :party: Where the fuck is my red carpet???? :leaving: OH there it is! :grouphug:

I posted my Fetish Ball experience on this thread a while back, hold on, I'll dig it up and repost.....
 
Oh sweet, another one :hurray: :party: Where the fuck is my red carpet???? :leaving: OH there it is! :grouphug:

I posted my Fetish Ball experience on this thread a while back, hold on, I'll dig it up and repost.....


I went to a small local one a few years back. What a great time. It's always fun when you get a group of people together that share the same interests. I'm sure the one in S.F. will be a great time.


Matt
 
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For Muscle Lover's benefit:

Part 1, Club Enslaved:

As we walk up to Whisper on Florida St, we can hear the screams of agony before we even round the corner.....and we can hear the whipping of leather on flesh before we can even hear the music inside....inside people are mainly dressed in black leather or latex or rubber. Drag queens, gimps, nearly naked men and women, lots of Gothic corsets, and interesting hair greet us. We get absinthe served to us and inhale the fumes after the licoricy shot. Outside on the patio is a public display of brutality, subs strapped and cuffed to tressels while sadists whip away, smack with hollow wooden torture tools, and paddle....then intermittently lovingly rub the reddened flesh and caress their victims as us onlookers gawk on.

In the art room, a person performs a Japanese ceremony that we can't see due to all the people watching....but it starts with the person dressed all Japanese-like with a fierce blue face and lighting lots of candles put in dirt. I have no idea what that's about. Upstairs, beautiful women scantly clad with buttocks exposed are hung from the ceiling upside-down and tortured by more sadists. A bed of nails is pulled out for more fun. Two topless women perform a S&M bit, where the sub's poor bottom is covered in welts and the dom angrily and violently throws her around and shoves her on the ground and spanks her--it's actually pretty frightening.

Luke

Didn't actually meet him, but he's the most brutal sadist I've seen in person yet. He tortured a skinny, nearly naked blond on a tressle with hardly any reassuring pats or caresses, drawing blood with his whip and continuing to whip her bloody, slashed thighs as she screamed and writhed in agony. It was actually a little hard to watch. It was then I decided that I was in error; I can't possibly be a true masochist. Either that, or I am, I'm just not hardcore. Damn he HURT her real bad. It seemed to go on forever. The other sadists didn't draw blood that I saw that night. And Jesse said, "Hell--he's being nice tonight."

The Foot Fetishist

Well well well well well. Welly welly welly welly well! Soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..................I had my feet worshiped by a fetishist, finally.

Applause.

That you, thank you.

A hairy, short, skinny man dressed in nothing but a Borat-style leather thong was standing on the other side of the couch I was sitting at and observing the bed of nails bit. I had my paddle poised, and gestured at his buttocks. He obliged and bent over and I gracefully and lightly paddled him a bit and laughed. He offered to do me but I declined (I escaped spanking, I only like my ex boyfriend to spank me, thank you). So he implored, "I'll worship your feet, please! I don't speak good English but your feet, please!" So I said what the hell and took off my shoe--I left my knee-high white stockings on and he proceeded to get on his knees and suck on my toes, feet, heels....turn himself so he was lying on his back and shoved my foot as far as he could down his throat....smushed my feet to his face and held it there lovingly....asked me to "trample him." I did, I was nice, I pranced across his back but refused to do his front. It went on and on but I refused to let him rub my feet on his cock and balls, and I refused to take my socks off. Everyone watching was amused, and a photographer even got our photo, me smiling in my tiara with the gimpy guy sucking on my foot. I made him stop after a while, after I noticed that his hard-on was starting to peak out from under his cock piece, ick! He offered to get me a drink but I declined politely, and I saw later he got a different Mistress to follow around, good for him! My feet tingled for a half hour after. That was pretty ethereal.

The Grand Ballroom

Today, I woke early to do "pay my dues" and met Aaron, the Keeper of the Ballroom, basically the overseer who makes sure people don't fuck up the venue. "So...is this place haunted?" I asked. "Oh yes," he said. "I pay my respects." Got to love San Francisco! I met a couple who worked for one of the latex clothing lines, Marquis, and the man said he was dressed as a rubber woman last night. He said, "Tonight when I see you, I'm no longer David--I'm Mistress Darlene and I'll make sure to punish you if you've been bad." Hahaha! I sure wish Santa Cruz had open fetishists who came out to play.
 
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