I was actually home much earlier than now. Deana wasn’t at work so a friend and I went to Colette’s on the way taking me home. My cocktail didn’t amuse me. I really wanted to hang out with Deana. I guess I am a creature of habit. I am used to Wednesday and Thursday being my nights to hang out with Deana while she works.

Tonight was boring. Other than the discovery of the “fruitcake lady”. I first encountered this woman that probably resembles me in the far future at the Pub on Bourbon. As we passed by something about her voice sounded familiar and like it was something I wanted to see. When I got inside I laughed my ass off. She is about as brutally honest and tactless as I am often known to be, and then some. I loved it.

When I got home I was lucky enough to find her on T.V. I had to show Jacque.

I just went out tonight because I didn’t want to stay in, then when I got out I didn’t want to be out. I am just in one of those moods I guess. If you are familiar with the Musical of T.S. Elliots’ poetry and Andrew Loyd Webber’s composition “Cats” then you would know what I mean when I say I feel like the Rum Tum Tugger. I just have that feeling rising where I am not fulfilled or satisfied and I am curious as to my other options.

Oh, one cute thing though…not knowing that Sean and Mariah were planning to do a white and black stripe motif between just the two of them, I walked in matching perfectly. People thought I was in on it. I didn’t know, and I hadn’t worn this shirt in a long while. Cute little coincidence.

Just another night of antsy aggitation and difficulty finding sleep. maybe I should have a glass of Shiraz like Jacque, red wine is a great sedative.

3 hours of sessions have me really zapped tonight, but I am still going to visit Deana at 735 for cocktails, and bring her some of the chicken parmasean and linguini I cooked for dinner.

Jacque is staying home.

I will probably come home early, I was home by 1 a.m. last night, that is extremely early for me.

The first session today was a slow crawl for me, I had to slow down my delight in sadism so this subby could keep up. I went even slower the last time he was here, but I am trying to push and expand his limits so we can be on the same page, and so he can soar off the endorphines.

The second session was 2 hours, and extremely fun. He was a brit. Very very willing to fullfil my needs as a sadist beyond what he once saw as his limits. I must have brought him into a new head space through is atleast 3 times, crossing his threshold s to 3 new levels. I particularly loved the nearly 5 pounds hanging from a rope, through an eyebolt on the suspension frame that was attatched on the other end to his nipples that had been pressed squeazed and tortured with chopsticks. The excruciating pull was almost too much for this mountainous man, but he took it all for me.

He even took all the voltage of both the PES and the Folsom 202Max beyond where he thought he could go. I coaxed him further and further past his begging, and then he would find a calm space on the otherside and a high once his body acclimated. I had to get the Folsom because it is stronger and more severe than the PES unit. He took it for me, and took it several more times, and I loved it.

Is everyone a Leo, this is almost like around my b-day, I mean Jacque-Oh and I are a week apart in February.

Tonight we are celebrating Tom Frese B-day at 735. Yes, Tom who looks like Morrissey. It’s also movie night. I actually like all these b-days because they are more of an excuse to shop. I love shopping for friends. I got Todd the out of print Fakir Musafar book titled Flesh and Spirit. I also got him a drinking game (because that is what New Orleans is all about) called Sin N’ Go Naked. I was hoping it might get played last night, since his b-day was at the bar he works at, and he had told people they could go naked since it was a pajama party.

I also got myself a copy of the book, and I got a book for Claudia, because I am dying for her visit, I miss her, and I didn’t get to send her a b-day gift.

I just wrapped up one session, and I have another later, but till then, it is nap time since I stayed at the party later than I had anticipated. I was going to go to Six Flags tonight, but I have another session, and Jacque is going to work. I have to clean this house in a bit. And I really have to work on the kitchen, because where the kittens are it smells like a barn. I just cleaned thier mini-catbox, but mine is long haired and I keep having to wash the poo off his fur.

The kittens and Hymn seem to be very attatched, they walk up to him, and he grooms them.

Oh, sleepy sleepy. Nap time.

So, I just had another session. It was very meditative. That is my mood today. I had him swaying, semi-suspended. I did various electro play, flogging, cbt and nipple torture.
I had a friend of mine’s old project playing in the tape player. Everything was so soothing and trancendental.

It is now kitty time. Hymn actually likes the babies. He has been cleaning them. He is a little jelous, but if it were Alien and I brought a new cat home I would have hell to pay. He never even hissed at them.

I have a third session in a couple of hours and I have forever till time for the party at 2 a.m. That is when the party starts, and it ends when everyone leaves. Since the place is 24 hour, it may never end, knowing New Orleans.

I went home shortly after the show last night. Mainly because we have two new baby kittens “empty” brought us.
I had mine with me at Jarboe’s show, with the little ears protected. Jacque had hers with her at the Dervish. On the way home I picked up hers so I could take them both back.

They are 4 weeks, and wild cats, so I want them to bond. I kept mine next to my heart beat nearly all night, and I went to bed with them in the bed. After a while I woke and put them in the human puppy kennel so they wouldn’t poop the bed, or get stuck in the workings of the fridge or stove, and so my other cat wouldn’t hurt them. That is also where their food and water, and tiny cat box is.

Mine kept passing out in my cleavage and the little head kept slumping to either side or straight back.

So now, I am up and starting with my first session of the day. I will need to nap off and on through the day so I will be energized for Todd’s party. I can’t wait. I can’t wait to go shopping for his gift either. Happy Birthday Todd!aka

I know she loves me, despite misspelling my name all over the site, but here is where she has made me beautiful. these pics really make me happy, so I put one on my site, with a mouse over of her name.
http://homepage.mac.com/kattaryna13/nolabw/gen.html

Had a session when I woke up. It went really well, I was in one of those slow sensual erotic moods.

Went to Six Flags with jacque-oh, got her season pass. 2 rides and jacque-oh gets heat stroke. We left.

go home, bought $130 of food for the fridge. Good stuff.
took a nap.

Had another session. He was a novice, who was used to escorts and his demeanor really showed his former experiences weren’t in domination. He is willing to learn, but old habits die hard especially in guys who are used to escorts.

I need a nap again, but my “gay husband” is asking me to meet for cocktails. I have to bring him a fall and skirt so he can do drag tomorrow. I wish him all the luck in the world in getting hired for drag. He is so hot. He looks like a cross between Debbie Harry and Marilyn Monroe.

I am getting all excited about tomorrow night. Jarboe from Swans is having a free show at El Matador, and then it’s time for Todd’s Marcia Brady’s Disasterous PJ Party with Scrotesque.

And in the day, I don’t know what we have planned with “empty” but it’s something, we usual have the weekends together. And I think I have a session tomorrow, I have to check.

First I have a session in a short bit, then “empty” is coming over, then I have to dash off to a gathering for dinner, then it is Mel’s birthday at the Dervish, and I have to get Ready for Todd’s Bday on Sunday. I am sure that Saturday will present me with something to do also. It usually does.

I am such a social butterfly.

So here we go again.

What a great way to come home and prepare for bed…a call from Claudia. I can’t wait for her to visit, which should be soon. She still has her house key for here.

I drank strictly water all night. Due to not having anything to drink I am wide awake. I have trouble sleeping a lot of the time, and then the rest of the time I sleep non-stop. Yesterday I accidentally slept through a session I was supposed to have. I was really exhausted. I might have a couple of benadryl to put me out. Plus I am not used to the house being empty lately, and jacque-oh decided to leave the club later and catch another ride home.

My back hurts, and I am wide awake yet tired.