And he bulbs up the proceedings and raises the temperature.

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My recent habit of exercise is not just to grow big and buff and manly and get the chicks and the presentable young men and grasp a swooning piece of young womanhood in my powerful arms before taking her in a manly manner. It's also so my back doesn't fucking hate me and loudly tell me so. Particularly when I get home after Slimelight and go outside to garden with redcountess. Today we planted a Metric Shitload of bulbs, which should give a lovely display for spring. Then I came in and did a pile of stretches and am not currently in agony. So far so good.

We also opened the back door for the kitties to see the outside; Madam had a cautious sniff and wander and dashed back in at the hoot of an overhead goose, and Neo was too scaredy even to consider the idea.

(I enjoyed gardening. Don't tell my mother, I'll never hear the end of it.)

Last night, arkady and I did Slimelight. She wore her frilly puffy skirt and top with a velvet corset and I wore the mesh top, gauze skirt (rolled up to mini length) and stockings. A bit last-minute — I left the house at 11:30pm and we got a taxi in, getting in around 12:30pm. Slimes has had a few runins with licensing, so is getting serious with membership (and dress code) — froodthehoopy kindly signed us in. (Thank you, sir. HLAGH HLAGH HLAGH.) There were actually quite a few people desperately looking for someone to sign them in ...

We found mr_eleganza and he tried on The Matrix Coat. It fits his XXL shoulders, and while he was checking it out in the toilet mirrors he got the sxxy deth chyx coming up and telling him how fantastically cool it was. As I've said: Australian leather smells like roadkill, but European leather smells like Serge Gainsbourg records. Now I just get the coat to him and the cash to me, and I get another one the same but the right size! He and a friend also kindly signed our membership applications. Guess we'll have to go four times in a year, then.

pixel_person made it quite late (transport = teh suck), but we managed five minutes' catchup. We'll hopefully manage more at her birthday do in a few weeks.

(And it was Arkady's turn to drink to excess. Oh Dear. Damned cute in the morning with last night's makeup still on.)