tied up in knots

Back to reality. My birthday weekend could not have been more wonderful. Daddy picked me up Friday and after a quickie took me to parts unknown. I was given a guideline as to what to pack, but I was unsure our destination. The day was just beautiful here, sunny and warm. Our first stop was a boat trip whale watching! Just a glorious day and we had good luck seeing hump back whales and gray whales, huge pods of dolphin, porpoises, sea lions and pelicans. I actually shed some tears over the sheer beauty of it all. Daddy was more interesting than the paid tour, more knowledgeable. He would tell me some odd fact and then the tour guide would say the same thing, I would cut him a look and he would say, "I swear, I've never taken this tour before!" Perfect day.

We checked into a quaint hotel in Ventura off of the main drag. Darling downtown which has had a recent face-lift. Lots of cool bars and restaurants and I did love the people. Kind of a Berkley feel to it, with a lot of lesbians. I was hit on quite a bit, good thing Daddy was there to clue me in. As usual, I was blissfully unaware of any of that.

Wonderful food, latex, tons of use was the theme for the rest of the weekend. We had a nice time just being together. My gifts were very thoughtful, bath towels signifying the start of us building a home life together, a corset which will be more forgiving for everyday wear, a couple of bras we like...but most notably he gave me my new name.

We came back a bit early yesterday in order to have brunch with my gays. Daddy was indoctrinated. Not realizing I was out of town they had arranged a bday brunch in the Valley. He stayed for a while then left, presumably to be with one of his other bitches.

My magical princess Barbie weekend has ended. I came home to an empty apartment and woke up alone, again. I'm being hit hard and square with the reality shit stick this morning. Con calls then travel with a person I absolutely cannot stand. Worthless sales calls just to pacify him. Tonight, going to see Shitting Glitter with some of the Filthy and Gorgeous Posse. As Amy Winehouse says, "run around so I don't have to think about thinking." That is when I make trouble for myself.