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jawnbcTwo themes this weekend: hot and cardio
Friday![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
querrelle and I finally sampled one of the dozens of India restos in our neighbourhood. A good meal. Then I had to rock up for my turn on the desk for Bears Night. Sold a few memberships, several Bear Essentials IX registration packs, chatted with folks, became infused with tobacco smoke, got dehydrated (didn't get a chance to get a drink before setting up, and couldn't leave the kit thereafter. If I've not plugged the event previously, do come down for Bear Essentials. We take the already faboo Sydney Gay and Lesbian Mardi Gras and add a bunch of furry events. Highlights include the Underbear dance party (how can anyone get all intense when we're in our skivvies?), Pool party (200 furry men in a wave pool and giant hot tub on a Friday night), and the Harbour Cruise (bears ahoy!).
Saturday was beach day. Nothing getsjawnbc centred like salt water, so I was there for noonish, replete with iPod, book, kick fins (for bodysurfing) and other sundries. The lovely John and Michael came down, as did my pal Pól (pronounced Paul, as gaelige)--and querrelle! So there was lovely gabbing, people to play with, lots of men to perve. All things considered I prefer North Bondi amonst Sydney's beaches: very gay, lots of eye candy, good waves, easy to get to. And quite likely to run into folks I know. After the beach, we hit the fish monger and querrelle made a lovely dinner. Then hawt hawt monkey luvvin', followed by a DVD. "My Life Without Me" is a Canadian film about a 23 year-old woman who finds out she's dying--rapidly--of cancer. I rented it because of Sarah Polley (a great actress, and a Canuck btw), and it's a lovely, low-key piece of cinema verité. And Deborah Harry is great as her Mum. It's heavy going, but very good.
Sunday was bushwalking day (in my country, hiking).querrelle organized a great day for Club members and their ilk. We trained to Cronulla, then caught a ferry to Bundeena and the Royal National Park. From there we hiked about 5k to Bob Big Marley and Ziggy Little Marley beaches. The Big'n's too dangerous to swim in (rips/undertows galore), but the wee one was grand. After about 90 minutes of picnicking, swimming and R-n-R, we headed back. Ended up being a long (11 hour) day, but 22 of us went--a great turnout!
So today I'm all buff an' shit. Word! And tender in places (skin, foot, ankle). But it was a great weekend.
On another, wholly unrelated note, I'm currently obsessed with iTunes album art. Turns out the new iPod Photo displays the artwork whilst spinning your tunes. So last night I updated my Céline Dion catalogue, which I had to do manually (because it is Céline, pas Celine). Only like 500 albums to go . . .
Friday
querrelle and I finally sampled one of the dozens of India restos in our neighbourhood. A good meal. Then I had to rock up for my turn on the desk for Bears Night. Sold a few memberships, several Bear Essentials IX registration packs, chatted with folks, became infused with tobacco smoke, got dehydrated (didn't get a chance to get a drink before setting up, and couldn't leave the kit thereafter. If I've not plugged the event previously, do come down for Bear Essentials. We take the already faboo Sydney Gay and Lesbian Mardi Gras and add a bunch of furry events. Highlights include the Underbear dance party (how can anyone get all intense when we're in our skivvies?), Pool party (200 furry men in a wave pool and giant hot tub on a Friday night), and the Harbour Cruise (bears ahoy!). Saturday was beach day. Nothing gets
jawnbc centred like salt water, so I was there for noonish, replete with iPod, book, kick fins (for bodysurfing) and other sundries. The lovely John and Michael came down, as did my pal Pól (pronounced Paul, as gaelige)--and querrelle! So there was lovely gabbing, people to play with, lots of men to perve. All things considered I prefer North Bondi amonst Sydney's beaches: very gay, lots of eye candy, good waves, easy to get to. And quite likely to run into folks I know. After the beach, we hit the fish monger and querrelle made a lovely dinner. Then hawt hawt monkey luvvin', followed by a DVD. "My Life Without Me" is a Canadian film about a 23 year-old woman who finds out she's dying--rapidly--of cancer. I rented it because of Sarah Polley (a great actress, and a Canuck btw), and it's a lovely, low-key piece of cinema verité. And Deborah Harry is great as her Mum. It's heavy going, but very good.Sunday was bushwalking day (in my country, hiking).
querrelle organized a great day for Club members and their ilk. We trained to Cronulla, then caught a ferry to Bundeena and the Royal National Park. From there we hiked about 5k to So today I'm all buff an' shit. Word! And tender in places (skin, foot, ankle). But it was a great weekend.
On another, wholly unrelated note, I'm currently obsessed with iTunes album art. Turns out the new iPod Photo displays the artwork whilst spinning your tunes. So last night I updated my Céline Dion catalogue, which I had to do manually (because it is Céline, pas Celine). Only like 500 albums to go . . .
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Date: 2005-01-17 09:11 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-01-17 09:56 am (UTC)Well, any image should work-- maybe nab the covers from Amazon or the like?