I'm not the worlds greatest drinker, and I don't like Red Wine, so when at 1am this morning I was quite pissed and quite something-elsed I was as shocked as you gentle reader.
Still, it was a fine evening of frottage, and contrary to his own lj,
The last part of the evening is vague, I remember having declaring loudly being a "100% Heterosexual Man (for purposes of mortgage)" (probably the same one that makes me a non-smoker), getting too-close-for-my-sanity to a plush Cthulhu, and sleeping most of the way home in the car.
Apologies to