CoS (again!)
Dec. 10th, 2002 11:41 pmDon't anybody say "I told you so," but the movie worked out fine. Mom picked us up on time and she and my sister were good with pronouns. Apparently, my sister has been reminding my mom about that. Whadaya know.
The only bad moment, really, was when we paid for the tickets using one of those computerized machines, and the machine got jammed printing our tickets. We made it into the theatre JUST as the lights dimmed.
I'm glad that I'd already seen the movie twice, because otherwise, I would have had to KILL David for the number of times he grabbed my leg (and drew my attention from the screen). There were scenes which I spent doing nothing but slapping his hands away. Of which I swear he has four, not the usual two. Horndog. As the movie went on he moved higher and higher too, so that by the end I was sitting with my hands clutched over my balls. He came damn close to grabbing for them once or twice.
I doubt he would have been such a pain in the you-know-what if I'd actually gotten pissed, but it was more fun to punch him when I felt a hand on my leg. So there was a lot of squawking and slapping and punching and swearing and wrestling going on. It was kinda like having a big brother along, if your big brother was inclined to incest.
I think about the only time we were both completely enthralled with the movie was during the Quidditch match - me because it's so much like flying soccer I love it every time, and him because of Oliver Wood. ("Mmmmm. Oliver. *reaches orgasm*")
Muah ha ha, he kept up a stream of lewd comments about Oliver Wood, Tom Riddle and even Harry. (See? SEE? It's not just HP slashers!)
The only thing that really sort of ruined the evening was when David made some comment (which I really don't feel sturdy enough to repeat) that reminded me sharply that I need to be on T. That's been on my mind all evening.
Anyway...eight more days until I see that gender-shrink. I really, really hope I can push things.
The only bad moment, really, was when we paid for the tickets using one of those computerized machines, and the machine got jammed printing our tickets. We made it into the theatre JUST as the lights dimmed.
I'm glad that I'd already seen the movie twice, because otherwise, I would have had to KILL David for the number of times he grabbed my leg (and drew my attention from the screen). There were scenes which I spent doing nothing but slapping his hands away. Of which I swear he has four, not the usual two. Horndog. As the movie went on he moved higher and higher too, so that by the end I was sitting with my hands clutched over my balls. He came damn close to grabbing for them once or twice.
I doubt he would have been such a pain in the you-know-what if I'd actually gotten pissed, but it was more fun to punch him when I felt a hand on my leg. So there was a lot of squawking and slapping and punching and swearing and wrestling going on. It was kinda like having a big brother along, if your big brother was inclined to incest.
I think about the only time we were both completely enthralled with the movie was during the Quidditch match - me because it's so much like flying soccer I love it every time, and him because of Oliver Wood. ("Mmmmm. Oliver. *reaches orgasm*")
Muah ha ha, he kept up a stream of lewd comments about Oliver Wood, Tom Riddle and even Harry. (See? SEE? It's not just HP slashers!)
The only thing that really sort of ruined the evening was when David made some comment (which I really don't feel sturdy enough to repeat) that reminded me sharply that I need to be on T. That's been on my mind all evening.
Anyway...eight more days until I see that gender-shrink. I really, really hope I can push things.
Yay!!
Date: 2002-12-10 10:52 pm (UTC)Yay!!! *hugs and hugs*
and omg what a horndog! hehehe.. ;)
Additionally, yay!!
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Date: 2002-12-11 12:36 am (UTC)I'm glad it went so well! That line about having a big brother along, if he was inclined to incest CRACKED ME UP :)
I was thinking it was Wednesday that you guys were going for some reason. I'm a day ahead of myself.
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Date: 2002-12-11 12:41 am (UTC)You are FTM, who likes guys? Or girls? Or both?
Anyways...
I need to see that movie again! :)
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Date: 2002-12-11 05:39 am (UTC)It's him that likes guys. *points to quotation marks around "Mmm. Oliver."*
Anyway, sorry for the confusion. :)
Go see it again! Go see it again!
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Date: 2002-12-11 05:20 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2002-12-11 09:32 am (UTC)so are you just enjoying the process of being flirted with? (nothing to do with sexual orientation--being flirted with, even when the interest is not returned, can be flattering in and of itself.) does he know you're not interested?
(unless the gender shrink is evil, you should be able to push things along, nu?, because you've *been* living as a guy. so if you have to do the real life test or whatever, it's already done.)
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Date: 2002-12-11 03:44 pm (UTC)Do I wanna know? :P
so are you just enjoying the process of being flirted with? (nothing to do with sexual orientation--being flirted with, even when the interest is not returned, can be flattering in and of itself.)
Yes, I was/am, but I'm not sure it's an real sign of interest anymore(?) as it is his apparent inability to sit that close to someone and not grab them.
does he know you're not interested?
Yes, he does. Besides, he's newly obsessed with
(unless the gender shrink is evil, you should be able to push things along, nu?, because you've *been* living as a guy. so if you have to do the real life test or whatever, it's already done.)
That's what my mom said! She's willing to testify on my behalf. :)
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Date: 2002-12-11 11:16 am (UTC)BTW have you read any Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy slash? It's hot stuff!
-Kat
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Date: 2002-12-11 03:48 pm (UTC)You tried Oliver/Harry? I belive there's a couple of stories at SnitchFiction.net that are definitely worth checking out. *poke*
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Date: 2002-12-11 04:13 pm (UTC)thanks!