Well, boo. 
I can’t drive all the way up to Santa Monica on a weeknight.
Ah, well - guess I better get crackin’ on that San Diego area Dopefest, eh?
And monster104, promise me you won’t go and give your homosexual virginity to anyone but me. 
Esprix
Why can’t SPOOFE and Monster take the bus?
:: A very happy Spiny rolls out of bed, covers up the beautiful, sleeping Shayna, stretches lazily and walks across the bedroom floor, wearing nothing but a huge, happy and a little tired smile::
::mistakes royal balcony door for bathroom ditto, due to happiness-induced daze::
::appears on balcony, realizes mistake somewhat late, frantically performs undignified exit and starts desperate search for clothing::
Curses! Ehm, sweetheart, there’s a fair-sized crowd out there. You wouldn’t happen to know anything about it ?
No, I don’t know who they are. Well, there’s this guy in clogs and banker’s outfit holding a banner together with an American blonde looking lost, and they do look kinda familiar.
::jumps to retrieve trousers from ceiling fan::
The banner ? It said “Give us the dirty details!” or something. I think we’ll have to appear on the balcony before they’ll leave. Feeling up to it ?
I think we should just do the old “happy, enthusiastic semaphoring, face-splitting grin, two-fingered whistle, yelling YOO-HOO, stomping and boogeying” routine. For a finale, we could slap on a passionate, bent-over-the-arm-hair-sweeping-the-floor kiss. That always pleases the crowds.
::A short interlude for clothes retrieval and kissing practice before alighting on the balcony, more or less correctly dressed::
So, here we are. Yes, I’ve arrived safely in California after spending 12 hours in an aluminium tube with 200 Frenchmen.
Speaking for myself, I’m happy. Ecstatically, mindwarpingly happy. My travels were concluded with this utterly magnificent moment where my eyes met Shayna’s across a crowded airport hall, about 1.2 second before she was in my arms. And later, there was an even more magnificent moment when Shayna’s beyond-words-beautiful face was the first thing I saw upon waking, she still being in my arms. Come to think of it, there has so far been a steady succession of magnificent moments.
And yes, we’ve kissed. We’ve ben standing in people’s way in the airport, kissing shamelessly. We then moved out of people’s way and kissed some more, still shamelessly. We’ve kissed in traffic while waiting for green lights, on the bridges over the Venice canals, in the Getty museum while ignoring the masterpieces and - following a noble Amsterdam tradition - we’ve kissed in the tram going to the Getty.
We’ve talked into the night, walked along the beach, eaten Chinese takeaway in bed, sung along to silly lovesongs on the car radio (both out of tune), visited a cool aviation museum, where for some reason I realized that vintage airplanes are incredibly sensuous objects, something that I’ve never ever noticed before.
On a personal note, I’ve also spent a lot of time falling even more in love with this uniquely wonderful woman - something I wouldn’t have thought possible. Well, there it is.
And I’m afraid that that’s the amount of detail you’re going to get, so there.
(Oh, and anyone about to groan about being exposed to other people’s love life is heartily invited to take a walk until his/her hat floats. Thank you.)
S. Norman
No groans. Just a sincere smile and congratulation that you’re happy. 
Wish you both the best.
Java…please PLEASE PLEASE pretty PLEASE!!
jab1, I’ve never used a bus. I don’t like being in places crowded by a bunch of scary looking strangers, unless it is in an environment like a restaurant. In cases like that, food supercedes my discomfort.
ooooh! I made Monster beg! 
By the way, mind if I bring my SO along? Especially if I’m going all the way out to Woodland Hills to pick up Monster & Spoofer (he’s in Northridge), I’ll most likely spend the night at his place anyways instead of driving all the way home.
He’s cool, even though he doesn’t post here (I’m working on that, though).
Hey, Java, the more the merrier, eh?
Be sure to warn him that, by coming along, he agrees to forfeit his soul for all eternity… bwahahahahaha!!!
(Oh, yeah, and a trillion and one "Thank you"s thrown out in your general direction :D)
Dantes Inferno, dude.
I’d say you paid a stiff price for your romance. Air France? Yikes.
I’m glad to hear the two of you are enjoying the time you get to spend together! Make it worthwile.
So, err, Spiny? What with you being Stateside and all? Mind if I borrow the Duke to practise for my second bike lesson? I’m sure it’s not a lot quicker than a CB 500, is it?
Morning, Savior!!
and no, I’m not going to make any gags about the second coming of the lord. at all.
Hello Shayna!! (or should we say Judith ?? )c’mon!! say hello to the masses!!
You are so right, veb – Nancy with the vacuous eyes. What could be more Royal ! And hubby’s even talking to the curtains just like Georgie III It’s all making sense !!
Hey Viking!
Shagtastic …we have con…summ…ation !
Yeah !! Come out to play oh blushing / radiant one.
Geez, get a grip L_C and stop grinning
'E ain’t no savior! 'E’s just a very naugh’y boy!
So… how shall we fuck off, Oh Lord?
I know what will get shayna out…
I cant Pay the Rent!
You must pay the rent!
D-aaaaaaaaaaamn! That’ld be a first!!!
Anyone else get the feeling Shitgirl is having a hard time walking to the 'puter?
probably walking like John Wayne.
Easy there pilgrim
I’m so glad for the 2 of you.
And I’m very familiar with the long flight
and then the wounderful feeling to be together again.
Heck, I’m only half as far from the valley as Lakewood, I’ll drive you guys. Besides, it would give me a reason to pick up all the loose cassettes in my car.
Just email me your addresses.
domina, you rock! I think that’s really cool to offer a ride to have to spare Java the trip. I’ll e-mail our address shortly.
Java, it appears you’ve been spared the hassle. Now we get to torture domina instead!
Be warned, domina, me an’ Monster are… well… big. And scary. Big and scary. Well… I’m scary… my brother just looks like a mutant potato.
By the way… I doubt many people will see this between now and tomorrow, but should I bring my “No Serlin Zone” poster or not?
May as well bring it. YOKH doesn’t make for ready sign holding, but if you could figure out a way to attach it to the back of a chair, it’d probably work quite well.
Of course nobody else in the place will have any idea what it is…