What am I doing blogging at 1:40 a.m. when I have to be at work in a wee eight hours and twenty minutes?

This weekend was way too brief. I am desperately in need of hot weather and warm men. Or maybe warm weather and hot men.

Met up with Does Windows tonight. Very late. I was going to escort him to El Mirage to take part in the fisting fraternity, but that was not to be as we didn't end up meeting until almost midnight. Y'see, he had to dart home after his dinner party ('home' is Far Brooklyn) to get leathered up as he was seeing me. I guess I can't argue with that. The closest I came to action this weekend was a observing a circle jerk at Ty's, where I was waiting for D.W.

Hope the week goes quickly. Next weekend will rock out. Friday: A gym date after work with Special Guy. Saturday: GMSMA workshop on Suspension bondage, followed by dashing up to the Metropolitan Opera to see their production of Les Troyens. And then on Sunday, I'm meeting up with Security so we can do a Singletails scene.

Oh. And here's an interesting mid-week adventure. On Wednesday, GMSMA will be doing a program devoted to Verbal Abuse. I'm going to be doing a demo. Inter'stin'. I haven't done much in the way of V/A in play. But, the other men on the Program Committee seem to feel I'm a natural, so I was asked to jump in as they're in a crunch for this program. V/A interests me as it's so incredibly similar to whipping. Each verbal blow is like a stroke of the whip. You deliver it, and watch closely as the bottom reacts. Did you connect? How hard? When is he ready for the next one. I have a scene scripted out that I'm pretty proud of and I'm looking forward to doing. It is my hope that just like in whipping, I'll be able to just be alone in the universe with the bottom for a while, and forget that I'm on a stage at the Center in front of five or six dozen men. Oh, and hopefully I'll remember to speak into the mike so I'll be heard farther back than the front row.

Does Windows is going to try to attend. I told him to be prepared to see a side of me he doesn't see. I'm really having fun with this whole V/A thing. In daily life, I go out of my way to be thought of as A Nice Guy. The worst thing about being The Boss at work is having to discipline subordinates. I hate doing that. For example, a certain person at work has really really bad problems with breath. This is problematic as the person's job involves going out and representing Boss Sunshine at a bazillion meetings each week. At some point, I have to sit this person down and tell the person that something has got to be done. Now, that would be a perfect Verbal Abuse scene, wouldn't it? I mean, talk about a script that writes itself. But it is sure not easy when you need to deliver news in a way that will not cause the other person to lose face. I'm totally stumped.

Anyway, off to bed. 'Night.