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I forgot to say anything about CSI.
Folks, CSI freaked me out last night. I don't freak out much anymore about kinks or fetishes that people may have. I even knew about Furries and Plushies way before last night.
But there is just something inherently disturbing about the furpile and scritching and...whatever the hell that last thing was. Yiffing? Hell if I know. I was too busy cowering in the corner, alternating between hysterical giggling and shuddering.
My parents were in the same boat as me. During commercials they'd turn to each other and ask what on earth they were watching. My mother actually found it highly disturbing that I'd heard of the PAF lifestyle before (although I explained that I had seen it on shows like CSI, that in fact we Smallville fen do *not* do anything of the sort - love you guys, but no).
Folks, CSI freaked me out last night. I don't freak out much anymore about kinks or fetishes that people may have. I even knew about Furries and Plushies way before last night.
But there is just something inherently disturbing about the furpile and scritching and...whatever the hell that last thing was. Yiffing? Hell if I know. I was too busy cowering in the corner, alternating between hysterical giggling and shuddering.
My parents were in the same boat as me. During commercials they'd turn to each other and ask what on earth they were watching. My mother actually found it highly disturbing that I'd heard of the PAF lifestyle before (although I explained that I had seen it on shows like CSI, that in fact we Smallville fen do *not* do anything of the sort - love you guys, but no).
I just frightened myself. I decided to do some research on what exactly the difference was between and plushie and a furrie.
*whimper*
My eyes. They burn! Seriously folks, I thought I was clicking on an article about the lifestyle. Instead I get a furry porn site. With stuffed animals posed in erotic manner.
I'm never having sex again. I'm that scarred by this. Lesson learned - be careful what you research.
*whimper*
My eyes. They burn! Seriously folks, I thought I was clicking on an article about the lifestyle. Instead I get a furry porn site. With stuffed animals posed in erotic manner.
I'm never having sex again. I'm that scarred by this. Lesson learned - be careful what you research.
I'm really feeling freaky right now. The interactive company that rents space from us (and for which I answer the phones) just fired one of the guys. There's only four of them total. Hell, I'm not sure if one of the others isn't fired too, or on the verge of quitting. Funny thing is, I knew there was a rift between them all, but I *like* them all. It's bizarre.
Most of our office is gone, so it's quiet.
***
My agenda for tonight:
1. Go to store and get fixings for margaritas. Ole!
2. Go to video store and see if any cheesey horror movies are left.
3. Go get dinner.
4. Go home, eat dinner.
5. Make some craaaaazy margaritas and pop in movies or old spooky X-Files.
6. Enjoy.
Most of our office is gone, so it's quiet.
***
My agenda for tonight:
1. Go to store and get fixings for margaritas. Ole!
2. Go to video store and see if any cheesey horror movies are left.
3. Go get dinner.
4. Go home, eat dinner.
5. Make some craaaaazy margaritas and pop in movies or old spooky X-Files.
6. Enjoy.
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