Local Y has pole dancing class. Other bad exercise ideas: nipple yoga, penis scrying, belly dancing for anorexics, belly dancing for morbidly obese, fuck it, belly dancing for anyone not Shakira.
Am considering nipple piercing. May have to get stupid-drunk to achieve but suspect am a closet masochist. Will try decorative clamps first. Friend mentioned pearl thong. Sounded intriguing. Hm. Wonder if wearing pearl thong will cause clacking of beads to be heard coming from skirt. Must ask L.
Ah. Update. D's eyes are pale gray. Strange star burst at outer edge darkening to pale green. Made idiot of self by staring. May have mumbled "fuck me" in response to question. Would explain knit brow of confusion.
Note to self: "Mia, must remember not to wear pearl thong around neck. May give wrong impression, or rather, correct impression too early. Am still hopeful of catching D's eye by normal methods."