So, after weeks of saying that I'm not going to this sex toy party.....I'm going.

I don't want to go.  It's not my scene.  But...my friend is having the party, so it's the right thing for me to do.  I'm going to go to show my support to her...and for the free booze.  Hey, if I have to go, I can at least have a beer to take the edge off, right?

I feel like a total pushover right now.  I'm not usually like this, I usually have no problems voicing my opinion (ask D, he'll tell you) but for some reason I just can't say "no, I'm not going" even though I really, really don't want to.

I did hear that there's going to be some nice undies on offer tonight as well, it's not all about vibrators and booze.....and I'm a sucker for a pretty thong so maybe there will be something of interest to me after all.  Thongs, boy cut panties, bras....yeah, I think I'll be able to find something to tantalise me.  I've been thinking about buying a lacy thong and sneaking it into the next care package I send to the Middle East....that'd give him something to think about for the next 4 months, huh??

Besides, hopefully my attendance will dispel the myth that I'm 'the weird hippy chick at the end of the street'....then again, it might just reinforce it!! 

I wish the JU girls were going with me though.....now THAT'd be a good time!