||[Jun. 9th, 2006|05:12 pm]
So, yeah. I was out at An Fainne last night. 'twas good. Hadn't been there in a while for various reasons, and as it was on "science and magic" I thought it'd be a good one to go to. Also managed to drag a Larry along, which was also good. Saw him and a Gom in college and dragged 'im in.
Now, while I was in An Fainne - which was quite interesting - I remembered one of the reasons I was glad I hadn't gone in a while... nobody seems to do the gender-trip better than pagans. Actually no, it's just the vocal girls who like their gendertrips, the guys never seem to care to mention that sorta stuff. Half the time I'd leave feeling like shit if someone really belted on one of those trips... at least this time I could realise it's happening. Ok, I do realise that I'd be feeling hypersensitive to such topics, but some people really like their sacred feminine business. Come to think of it, the girl in question was a wiccan, so that might explain a bit.
But the upside is I got to see a lot of people I've not seen in ages, and they look a lot better than when I last saw them. Also I felt a lot better going in there because I knew I was feeling far better than the last time I went there, so it was all good. Also, it beats tranny meetings... beats them with a large stick. Sometimes you need to take a break from a group with diverse views on a single topic by replacing it with same.
So afterwards, and after catching up with people I've not seen in ages, a number of us went to Fibbers. The night was good. Started off with much dancing, and with all the dehydration and dizziness I must have looked far more drunk than I was (I'd only had one pint), and then out to the outside throngs where I found me a Cheryl to talk to. A guy called Wing was there, who I'd met once or twice before. Really nice guy, although 'e was a bit drunk. So anyway, he was telling various people whether he's shag them or not. He said he'd do Neil no problem, etc etc. Anywho, at one point he turned to me, and say "I'd do you if you had facial hair. You'd be perfect with facial hair, except you're a little bit too camp." *pregnant pause* "By a little bit I mean" *stretches arms out as much as he can* "this much."
For the rest of the night, and today, I've been thinking "CAMP!?!? CAMP?!?!" and makes me think of this guy:
I really didn't think of myself as such... really, I don't. I really didn't even think that I did camp. Ok, I made a few "extra inch" jokes and whatnot... but. Ah well.
So I may still be seen occasionally saying "camp?!?!" on occasion.