One night in Boston, and SEAF reminder

We awoke late, after I spent a productive night up editing. Off to Boston after a stop by the post office, and then into town to shop, drool, and shop. Okay, mostly window shop. I bought Dancer a candy thermometer (all sexy and digital) in exchange for her gifting me/Furry with something for our house... I'm so exicted to give it to Furry. Strider and I also snuck a secret present for Dancer, which was so romantic. Wolfords tights don't come in my size... okay, the style I wanted (at $55 a pair) didn't, pout.Then, off to dinner with Mangosteen and his Steenet. They rock. I adore Mangosteen, and his wife is a wonderful woman, and all 5 of us ate, drank, talked, lived, loved, shared stories, and in general had great conversation until Midnight. Then back here to Lowell, after the needed stop at the pond.Strider has a tradition.The stop at the pond.As long as he is not in a rush, he stops the car at the pond near his house, rolls down the windows, and just... pauses.Cool tradition.Then back to the house, foot rubs, discussions on extreme body mod and dumb jokes. Life, she does not suck.I just arranged work for my layover in NYC (from Frankfurt to Atlanta, 20 hour layover in NYC- still seeking crash space...) on March 16th... hooray! Teaching bondage privately to a group of Pro Dommes. Life, she does not suck.Reminder for Sexually Charged Artists- Deadline for Seattle Erotic Arts Festival is December 15th. Now you know.