  On Friday night I dragged my roommate out to a jazz club as this saxophone player, Mike Murley, who is so great was playing with another quartet. Sick, sick, sick, sick jazz. I've seen them before and they have never disappointed. The trumpet player was equally incredible - actually, fuck it, all five of them were fabulous. There was this petite girl who looked about my frame and age that was playing the stand-up bass and she blew me away.
The bass was easily two or three times her size and she was killing it, wow. My roommate was pretty blown away over the whole thing and I'm glad that I was able to introduce him to something different that he could possibly grow to love. But I can't deny that I have somewhat selfish motives in this - if he can appreciate it and get excited over it, then this will give me one more person who will be more than happy to join me on my journeys to the different jazz clubs. I have a couple of friends who are ok with it once in a blue moon, one girlfriend who loves it but has moved away to New York, and another who loves it but I doubt will ever come with me because I don't think saying they went to a jazz club is a "cool" enough story to tell around.
Still had a great time out this night though although I got a bit too wasted... Went back to the dungeon for a bit and had some interesting conversations. Apparently my thoughts on being too petite and fair to do any dom work was quite a misconception.
It seems that with the whole fetish culture becoming so much more mainstream nowadays that a lot of men are looking for someone of my size and look, and an older woman who has been doing this for eons told me that she would be willing to start training me immediately because of how much money she predicted I could make. Interesting stuff indeed. I was also made an offer of doing a short photo shoot dressed up in full gear with the intention of providing two shots, no nudity whatsoever, to this professional to post on his femdom site - for these two shots I was offered $500. I have no clue if I will accept this or not, I was supposed to let him know today but because I am still undecided he gave me awhile longer, if I agree he wants to do the shoot on the 19th. All of this is a little bit overwhelming. I was also told a story of an extreme session a couple of the girls did a little while ago.
It was an abduction. This guy who is a regular that they know requested it, signed all the forms so they would have an idea of what he liked and how far they should go. Then one day when he wasn't expecting it - bam! He was jumped, brought to this location and held captive for 24 hours while they did crazy things to him. I won't go into them here but I was horrified at the details. I guess that he LOVED it and is apparently saving up to do another.
For this 24 hours he paid an obscene amount of money. Wow. It reminded me of that movie "The Game" with Michael Douglas, just some crazy shit. Interesting, granted, but crazy and often leaving me shaking my head in disbelief. Now: I've finally come down from my weekend and am slowly gathering the pieces of me back up. Over-indulgence as per usual. I think I'm on a break now though. I've been going too hard too much lately (every fucking day) and it all came crashing down yesterday.
In the evening when the pain had subsided a bit and my head wasn't so foggy I was able to take a bit of a step back and look at how I had behaved throughout the day in the throws of one fuck of a hangover/comedown. I know there's always a hint of a bitch in me, but sometimes it gets so extreme that you notice it more. This was the case yesterday. I was a vile cunty bitch, period. Excuse the language but that's the only way to describe it. I was spitting venom at everyone who I came into contact with in the most horrible of ways. Mind you, some of those people probably deserved a touch of it for picking on me because of the state I was in, but not as bad as I dished it out. I was pure evil. Today I figure at some point I am going to have start handing out apologies, I am working up towards that one now.... Fuck. 
