The Fox, some Lions, two Bears and a Phoenix

Do you want me?
Should I leave?
I know you're always telling me
That you love me
Just sometimes I wonder
If I should believe
Oh, I love you
God, I love you
I'd kill a dragon for you
I'll die
But I will rise
And I will return
The Phoenix from the flame
I have learned
I will rise
And you'll see me return
Being what I am
There is no other Troy
For me to burn

-Sinead O'Connor 'Troy'

Random ramblings from my scattered psyche, probably quite self-indulgent- don't say you weren't warned:

Frolicked on down to the Fox last night with a flurry of furry friends. Footloose and fancyfree and fluffing up my feathers, flouncing and flirtacious and... Drank lots of beer, watched the shows, savoured some sweet warm milk direct from the YummyMummy, think I almost ended up with the Scarlet Woman in my bed, frotted with a fistful of freaks, smoked too many ciggies, and snuggled up all cosy with the Hunter-Bear. Pretty fine night for the most part. (Although unbeknownst to me, BabyBear ended up with a thorn in his paw and I'm feeling rather guilty about it. Dr Zoolittle likes to think she can talk to the animals but sometimes mistranslates I'm afraid, and this can have some painful consequences. Ouch).

Weekend again already, almost. Gonna sit around and watch porn on Friday night, play 'bloke' with maybe a beer or two and a home delivered pizza. Then off to play with the Lions this Saturday night. Consider this an APB that the Zoo will be off her leash, gone feral, and needing someone/s to chokechain and hogtie her and perform other acts of animalistic cruelty. Wish list of the moment (although perhaps not all at the one party *gulp*): heavy breast bondage, knives, breath control, interrogation, takedown, gangbang, suturing, stapling, flesh pull, another hook suspension, some good old-fashioned whackywhacky with big thuddy floggers, plastic spider thingy/clingwrap mummy, cut-throat razors, pipes and cigars... hmmmm... is exciting to be back playing about again.

For all the fun and shenanigans of late I am still heartbroken twice over and longing after situations and people that refuse to be and probably aren't good for me anyway. I'd kill a dragon for these people even now- Phoenix to the flames indeed. And I will rise, of course I will. Always do. But damned if it all doesn't take a lot of energy though! Endless incarnations and reconfigurations, mutations and hybridisations, cutting teeth, sprouting wings, growing pains, perpetually a work-in-progress...

Ahh, to bed soon. NattieTheFlattie and I watching Liberty In Restraint, but I'm fading fast.

*STOP PRESS* Have just received an invitation to come down to Melbourne one weekend and wreak some havoc. Thinking around the end of September, so if any of you Mexicans have mischeivous plans to share around that time please forward me the details.