O I did it!!!!

I am oficially an emancipated female.

You wanna check out the vibrator I got? Click here!!!

Isn't it the cutest thing you've ever seen? I love it already. It's a bunny, I mean, how cute is that?

Yesterday Arwen and I went a little crazy. I made a comment about wanting to buy a vibrator, and she was jumping around for half an hour shouting excitedly that she also wanted one. So we ended up going to all the sex shops we know and gaping at the vibrators in display.

Some of them are really ugly, I mean, jeez, those that looked like a real black penis with veins and all are anything but arousing. I would be self-conscious with one of those. I mean, I would want to make breakfast for it afterwards. Or call the cops. And they're so big. I didn't want to impale myself, just to have a little fun.

So there we were, looking at them and trying to look all serious and cosmopolitan and snobbish with the occasional outburst of giggles. I was about to get one really small and purple (no real looking one for me, no thanks) when the clerk came and said, "Nice ladies, have you seen the ones with revolving heads and rolling beads?", and we went like "Oh yes, we've seen them, but we haven't seen that particular model. Maybe you'd be as kind as to show it to us?" So he went and took it off the rack and out of the box and there it was.

The magic dragon. *approving roar from the crowd* *ladies fainting*

Rolling beads.

White and purple soft jelly body.

About thirty-five different speeds.

A dragon (dragon!) head for clitoral stimulation.

Needless to say, when he turned it on we practically came right there. We gasped and chirruped and jumped in excitement. All our cosmopolitan chic puffed away.

The problem was, they wanted an outrageous sum for the gadget. A forbidding sum. It was either the dragon or the apartment's deposit. I almost went for the dragon.

Anyway, our good sense prevailed, so we came home and ordered the little rabbit through internet. We couldn't find the dragon, but this one is really nice too, don't you think? It's going to be shipped to Arwen's mother's house, and the bill is going to my credit card.

She is going to tell her mother she had some books sent to her house.

I'm gonna tell mine I finally purchased the Proz platinum membership.

Let us hope none of them gets too nosy.

I'm very excited.