I forgot to mention Mercutio. The twenty or so minutes we chatted together were impressing. I now know what the fuss is about. Are you all sure about this 15 thing? He’s smarter than I am now.
He didn’t actually say much to me, I think someone else had his attention. But he’s nice, handsome, I’ll definitely be fascinated with his growth over the next 10 years or so. Sorry, Mercutio, don’t mean to treat you superficially, I just don’t know what else to say at the moment. But it was a pleasure meeting you.
Please say I didn’t make it into very many photos! I hate cameras!
Well, you made it into a couple of photos i took while we were up at Woody and Katie’s room. Be thankful i didnt get one of you while you were bent over ;).
More impressions: thinksnow finally came out as a cross-dresser at this Dopefest, and I’d like to say it’s about time. He sported a lovely evening gown, which he kept referring to as a “kilt”, but fuck me up the ass if I can figure out how you’d bake clay in one of those things. Which is not to say his genitals aren’t hot. weirddave should think of changing his name to the more accurate creepyassmofodave, due to his peculiar habit of popping out of the shadows and starting conversations in the middle and staring at you as if he was imagining what your charred body would look like roasting on a spit. Still, he opened a few beer bottles with his teeth and punched out a few cops, so he’s a’ight in my book (Fear Of Flying). Anamorphic apparently fancies himself a film director, and though I wasn’t able to watch his movie (dropping the kids off at the pool, as they say), I heard it was extremely classy for a hardcore porno. He was also incredibly witty and charming based on the conversation I had with him, which consisted of “Hi, I’m Anamorphic”. I don’t really think he meant it, though. Goddamn phoney Hollywood types. Esprix would not leave my friggin’ room all night on Saturday, so I was forced to smile politely at his vicious stream of homophobic jokes. He kept calling me his minion, too, which I didn’t get at all, but I played along anyway, out of fear that he would completely lose it and hack me to bits with his Lee Press-On Nails (mauve is not your color, by the way). He was accompanied by BoiToi, who I believe was his uncle or something. He ignored me due to my lack of enormous hooters, I think, since he was hitting on every woman in the place. Yeah, welcome to the boards, you bastard.
More later. Lunch break is over - time to get back to my demanding schedule. It’s not easy being a male model.
Yes, but did you get any while he was doing a full extension on the second floor railing? And that backflip while he was… oh, no, wait - that was private. :o