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I'm Siobhan Curran/Kisa Naumova, and this is my weblog. I tend to write about stuff like crossdressing, Macs, code, cats, wine and Second Life, but in general it's just an ongoing conversation about all sorts of stuff. If you'd like to know a little bit more about what this all is, I recommend starting on this page which has a little bit of info on who I am, and what I'm trying to do — or you could dive into my five years worth of archives if you like.

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Sunday, 31st October, 2004

Fairy witchiness

Nothing major to report...

...actually, that's a lie :wink:

Um, we went to a fancy dress party last night. I wore this:

:biggrin: Hee hee hee

I could get quite into the whole Goth look really — I took some shots when I was practising the night before, and I kinda like it. I know I'm just assuming a 'look' of a whole subculture, but it's a look I like.

Rather scarily, Kath and I walked home from the party, along a very dodgy road. I'll admit, I was very very drunk (and actually felt a bit ill :unsure:), and a little scared — but I guess it's Haloween, and you'd expect men out dressed as women at this time of year, yes?

Tonight's diary isn't too flowing or well written, but I just wanted to say that apparently, a few of the people at the party didn't realise I wasn't a girl until I opened my mouth.

Apparently.

True story.

Geena writes:

Hee! Hee! You look a little "tippy" in this photo. Are those wings? As usual.... a very pretty face. I am really getting to like your hair. Please don't go completely goth as I like you in "normal" pretty girly things as well... especially flowing dresses & gowns!

Patheniona writes:

Crab-apples, dewberries, Pine-apples, blackberries, Apricots, strawberries; All ripe together In summer weather, Morns that pass by, Fri eves that fly; Come buy, come buy: Our grapes fresh from the vine, Pomegranates full and fine, Dates and sharp bullaces, Rare pears and greengages, Damsons and bilberries, Tastre thema nd try: Currants and gooseberries, Bright-fire-like barberries, Figs to fill your mouth, Citrons from the Soutj, Sweet to tongue and sound to eye; Come buy, come buy.

Evening by evening Among the brookside rushes, Siobhan bowed her head to hear, Patheniona veiled her blushes:

Await the morrow listeners for more.....