Over the weekend I went out with a few TV friends and had a great time Saturday night. There were four of us up at Threshold. We all tied up KR and ran our hands all over her. I’m such an exhibitionist – I should be slapped! I always love when people mingle at the doorways and watch what’s going on. So we molested her for a while and then a few of us decided to go over to the Lodge to hang out.

It’s funny I’ve been enjoying the dance clubs quite a bit more than the BDSM places lately. They’re fine and I’ve met some really nice people (and some scary ones) there, but I’ve never been especially turned on by the “dungeon” atmosphere. I used to hate clubs in general – sometimes there’s so much sexual aggression and cattiness in those places – but if I can dance and I’m with friends it’s fun.

I’m not a good dancer but if I can relax and get into it, I just lose myself in the beat, and it’s better than getting stoned (and there’s no hangover). And I love to check out the other girls on the dance floor. I think it’s like self-medicating in a way. A lot of times I’m quiet and shy and feel kind of trapped in my body (not a transsexual thing but just the pain and stress of living in this physical world). But zoning out in physical movement can really free up those inhibitions.