I'm glad to read that the hook is not intended to be load bearing and should not be used for suspension.
Except at Depavali.
The electrode buttplugs and power control board being advertised on the Folsom site are definitely beyond my kink zone.
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I'm glad to read that the hook is not intended to be load bearing and should not be used for suspension.
Except at Depavali.
The electrode buttplugs and power control board being advertised on the Folsom site are definitely beyond my kink zone.
I'm trying to figure out what to do about dinner. I ate a late lunch and so I wasn't very hungry at dinner time, so I didn't eat anything, but now I am feeling kind of hungry, but I'm also in a lot of pain, which is making me feel really nauseated. I don't know if I could keep any food down, but the thought of trying is making me feel sick. Should I try to force some food down, or just forget about it? I had a decent-sized breakfast and lunch, and had a few crackers this afternoon, so it's not like I'm starving.
I should probably think about packing since I'm leaving tomorrow. Hm.
Smoothie!
(That's my default when I'm sorta-hungry-not-that-hungry)
Do you have any broth? or Gatorade type stuff, Hil? They might help
Trudy! I sent you an email this afternoon. Nothing urgent.
I'm sipping some water now. My plan for dinner tonight was leftover curry and rice, but that's so not going to happen. I don't have much food around -- I need to go grocery shopping. Maybe I'll try some almond milk.
Almond milk sounds soothing.
My beverage choices right now are water, orange juice, soy milk, and almond milk. The almond milk seemed like the best idea.
...of course, I still haven't actually had anything other than water. I think I might just forget about the whole food thing for tonight.
Almond milk sounds soothing.
That's all the milk I use anymore.
I had two years in a row (back in the 90s) where I wandered into the Folsom Street Fair by accident. I was going downtown to do some overtime on a Sunday and the trains were loaded with leather-folks and their friends on leashes and I'd remember: "Oh yeah" and hop off and check it out.
Apparently for the serious leather daddies there's a separate less advertised event in an alley at a different time of year which is All That by which I mean things well beyond porn. (I imagine it to be some sort of forest of slings with a fist as you please policy, but I don't really have a clue.)