jesus you guys are hard on julia roberts.
today i signed up for motorcycle lessons. is this shocking to anyone? did anyone not know i was doing this? even my mom knows.
i am by turns terrified and excited. it’s a wonderful feeling. mostly i’m afraid of dying. but i am excited about the experience and the learning how to properly take care of my own mode of transportation thru helpful monthly maintenance training sessions with gene and gene’s dad’s tools. i’m excited about the oopsy daisy gang, and the clothes, and the cool. of course if it turns out to be none of those things and only about the dying, i’ll be very disappointed. i’ll be even more disgusted if somebody dredges this up and reads bits of it at my funeral. keep that in mind, why don’t you.
if anyone else is interested it’s in san francisco, is $212 for the classes which last 2 weeks and i am starting on july 24th. here is the webpage with all the information. come and join a gang with me! we can be biker chicks. and then we can pierce our triangles and be the constantly orgasming biking chicks. fyi that last bit is still under heavy consideration. i think it would be foolish to risk complete desensitization by getting the triangle pierced AND riding a bike. but i might be just stupid enough to do it.
I like how you slyly slipped the triangle piercing in there without an explanation or fanfare or anything. odds are no one will even notice. tricky!
and can i give a big thank you to you for not posting pictures…
I’m guessing that if you get a triangle, the first few weeks of motorcycle riding won’t be much fun. But once it heals, it might be a kick in the pants.
i think after talking to dianna, who really is my piercing guru now, that maybe i don’t want a genital piercing at all.
although the image of having consecutively shorter parallel bars hanging from it which a small tom thumb could use for gymnastics practice or a clit-ladder was a nice idea. (nice idea courtesy of the combined mental efforts of kristen and gene)
you know what they say…”the couple that invents parallel bar scenarios for michele’s carnal areas together, stays together.”
oh my! i was not aware of either of these plans. both sound scary, but tittilating. hwee! that’s the best word.