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[Scottsdale (Blabbery)] With my bunny... and new expriences.
16 years ago
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My bunny-boyfriend likes to joke about me prefering to be elsewhere, instead of with him, all the time. So untrue. I've spent more time with him than with anyone else in my circle of friends and acquaintances, and this is because I like being with him.
To top it off: After attending the pathetic Village Inn meet Saturday, August 8th, I invited him back to my place after enjoying a night of barhopping between gay-bars (Bar-1, Apollo's) here in the Scottsdale area. ...my first time ever going to this type!
...gay bars were 'eh?'. Then, '*sigh*'. I was looking around for the hot guys I always expected to see at these places, but as I stood around, drinking, gazing at the guys (one after another), my fantasies were dashed. I saw a transexual, several mediocre faces (save for the bartenders between both bars, who were quite attractive), and only average to 'rather above-average'-looking faces and bodies. I must've been doing the gay-bar visit wrong, because I wasn't impressed. The alcohol was worthwhile, but the guys? I suppose I need to get much more drunk before I start seeing the hottest-to-die-for guys-in-my-life types. So, I stuck around my bunny-boi and disappointed him by not socializing with the other homosexuals of Phoenix, Arizona. For good damned reason: Besides the bartenders, he was the only decidedly sexy guy there. I'm still pretty sure I did the gay-bar experience wrong.
We overslept after getting back home (because we woke up around 6am and stayed up about an hour, before going back to sleep, which disrupted his sleep routine; alcohol also helped this). Waking up around 2:30pm, we realized the bus schedule here in Phoenix was about to bite us on the tail and risk him being stranded by shutting down around 7pm (so he's told me). After we couldn't raise my older brother to help, a mutual friend of ours came to the rescue and we went out to eat (after spending several minutes trying to decide on a place to go). Returning with my bunny to his safe-haven, we joined the good Commissar Pazyryk in watching a National Geographic program, then skipped out to watch one of Quo's many odd animes (all of which please me).
Since he had work tonight, I was going to be left alone for several hours until he returned. On this note, he suggested I catch the Commissar before he turned in tonight, and ask for the apartment complex gym key (because I've been working out lately). Later, I joined him and a friend of Pazyryk's enjoying apricot hookah and watching the Y2K version of Dune (which has been an extreme favorite movie-series of mine for several years).
Two series down, his friend left, and Pazyryk crashed out to sleep. I wandered outside to hunt down the fitness center, and did thirty-five minutes of cardio (walking at a brisk pace and cycling). In total, I burned about 361 calories, followed up by some 100 reps of handweight lifts. I swear: Everytime I touch a weight, my biceps get larger... I must be doing something right. <.<
Wait until I get into capoeira and burn off all this excess weight, while simultaneously sculpting functional muscle onto this frame. 'bout time we add a new face to the furries out there: We need more muscle furs. Srsly.
To top it off: After attending the pathetic Village Inn meet Saturday, August 8th, I invited him back to my place after enjoying a night of barhopping between gay-bars (Bar-1, Apollo's) here in the Scottsdale area. ...my first time ever going to this type!
...gay bars were 'eh?'. Then, '*sigh*'. I was looking around for the hot guys I always expected to see at these places, but as I stood around, drinking, gazing at the guys (one after another), my fantasies were dashed. I saw a transexual, several mediocre faces (save for the bartenders between both bars, who were quite attractive), and only average to 'rather above-average'-looking faces and bodies. I must've been doing the gay-bar visit wrong, because I wasn't impressed. The alcohol was worthwhile, but the guys? I suppose I need to get much more drunk before I start seeing the hottest-to-die-for guys-in-my-life types. So, I stuck around my bunny-boi and disappointed him by not socializing with the other homosexuals of Phoenix, Arizona. For good damned reason: Besides the bartenders, he was the only decidedly sexy guy there. I'm still pretty sure I did the gay-bar experience wrong.
We overslept after getting back home (because we woke up around 6am and stayed up about an hour, before going back to sleep, which disrupted his sleep routine; alcohol also helped this). Waking up around 2:30pm, we realized the bus schedule here in Phoenix was about to bite us on the tail and risk him being stranded by shutting down around 7pm (so he's told me). After we couldn't raise my older brother to help, a mutual friend of ours came to the rescue and we went out to eat (after spending several minutes trying to decide on a place to go). Returning with my bunny to his safe-haven, we joined the good Commissar Pazyryk in watching a National Geographic program, then skipped out to watch one of Quo's many odd animes (all of which please me).
Since he had work tonight, I was going to be left alone for several hours until he returned. On this note, he suggested I catch the Commissar before he turned in tonight, and ask for the apartment complex gym key (because I've been working out lately). Later, I joined him and a friend of Pazyryk's enjoying apricot hookah and watching the Y2K version of Dune (which has been an extreme favorite movie-series of mine for several years).
Two series down, his friend left, and Pazyryk crashed out to sleep. I wandered outside to hunt down the fitness center, and did thirty-five minutes of cardio (walking at a brisk pace and cycling). In total, I burned about 361 calories, followed up by some 100 reps of handweight lifts. I swear: Everytime I touch a weight, my biceps get larger... I must be doing something right. <.<
Wait until I get into capoeira and burn off all this excess weight, while simultaneously sculpting functional muscle onto this frame. 'bout time we add a new face to the furries out there: We need more muscle furs. Srsly.
Haha. Something that I have noticed. Or maybe it is just me. But when a couple of furries go into a gar bay in Phoenix, they discover that the furries are the hottest people in the bar. Except for maybe the bartenders, this is true. Though I have only been to Apollos. But still, LOL.
Maybe you need a peek at this nice guy ->
Thanks for pointing him out! I am one to admit having an attraction for those who are willing to invest time into the look of their bodies. ^-^ This would be reflected in my tastes in furry art, as well. Again, thank you! (:
Wildrider also did some Muscle avatar building in Second Life, and accepted to make it for free...As my knowledge goes he don't do it nowdays, but a rare asking of him to do your fursona, and maybe he do it just this once. I was lucky to know him from the times, when he did it for sport. :)
My request was a taur bunny: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/1240590/
Also...Nice to meet you! *nods head* =:3
I'm guessing you might've been looking at my boyfriend's page out of an interest in discovering whether or not he had any bunny art? ^-^ I know, obvious guess... *grins* He tends to prefer drawing other furs he likes, however, so... his work is fairly wide-ranging where it concerns species.
And, it is definitely a pleasure to meet you, too. I think you're the first fur I've bumped into on FA who I've started a conversation with, that ran for more than just a comment or a shout. It is a difference and very enjoyable! (:
Your bf's page were visited by either a comment given to a piece of art which interested me too or his emo-bunny avatar. Looks so cool. Beside a mood-raiser(sometimes lowerer - happens around some people...) I occasionally rape avatars. Okay not rape, but mod them. If my muse and mood are in sync i go into crazy creative mode, and do silly things. These things suppose to raise others mood. If they lower it, then they misunderstand the full purpose of my work...happened in the past. (now i got 5 people on my ban list - 3 of them identical as he was a presistent stalker.)
Perhaps you should consider trying SL once more. It seems that your bf's got experience in using it. Wildrider simply were creating avatars for show, not for personal use, but even that was nice of him. I would be happy if he would pick up his old hobby and do some more occasionally. Ask him nicely and be presistant about it - perhaps it works! :D
Lol -> Failed to reply properly? Happened to all of us somady. Don't sweat about it!