So last night I went to Nimhneach, a fetish club in town. I was meant to go with two other friends, Fred and Lorc, but Fred after getting off the bus in Chapelizod to get her dress and shoes wasn’t to be seen again last night. She has texted me since, so I know she is alive.
So myself and Lorc braved the new venue of Nimhneach on our lonesome. Him gothing it up a notch and me dressed in vintage to my tonsils (the pokka-dot shoes I bought last time I was over, my slinky 1940s dress, my pearl necklace, red lipstick, eyeliner, and my hair up in victory waves), we dressed to impress and got in. Yay.

Anyway, we had a great night watching a guy dressed as a teacher smacking a girl and guy dressed as schoolchildren with various things from a cane to a hairbrush. Plus there was also a vaccum bag! Y’know those storage bags you see advertised on TV where you stuff your winter jumpers in or whatever, hook up the hoover, suck the air out and it’s like a third of the size…….yeah there was one of them! But for people! I joined in the fun at one point on the A-frame and got whipped….my ass is now severly bruised! (You stole my blog title Ger!) It hurts to sit down, but mom hasnt noticed yet. lol.

We youngings formed our own little group, with three other guys and a girl. We’re meant to meet up with them in Fibbs on Thursday, plus I got asked out, so I have a date that night too! Should be fun. He works in a shoe shop and has promised me discount shoes, so that’s an adventure for tomorrow.

I just realised that Dad and Unlce James have access to this blog too, but the former doesnt know how to use the internet, and I’m not sure if the latter still keeps up with this,……anyway they should know I’m a little odd and hey, I know what I like. 🙂