Day One Thousand One Hundred And Seventy-Four

Dear Diary,

Kinda funny, in both the 'life is odd' and the 'one of my daily seven laughs' kind of ways, but I can still remember the guilty panic that gripped me when Saffron was gonna do unto me in boy mode. Looking back on it, it doesn't make a damn bit of rational sense. We'd even done things like that before, her Shapeshifted into a guy, or me as a guy, or even both of us, just to get our live action first person POV Yaoi on, but for whatever reason back during that Season I wound up paralyzed with guilt.

I'm really, really glad that Saffron managed to help me break through that before my date with Sister Siobhan. She didn't deserve to deal with my post-neopuritanical repression; instead she got something maybe closer to me at my uninhibited best.

Kinda weird, but I never felt that while I was amnesiac. Oh, some hesitation because I found it hard to believe that three hotties like my ladies would want me, but no guilt. None whatsoever. Which carried over into my Revels when I started doing those. Of course, I still felt some kinda way about being promiscuous, what with being married and everything, but with my partners giving me all the encouragement to spend time with my Worshippers, I realized that I wasn't going to my Revels to get my groove on with my Worshippers, but to connect to them. Intimately, and I mean that in the close personal bond sense, not the sweaty penetrative sense.

The thing that's got me laughing at myself is that now? I've realized that I'm utterly copacetic with that aspect of my Revels, but focusing on my Worshippers so much has left me completely blindsided by the fact that the Revels at my Temples aren't just big sex parties. I mean, parties yes, sex involved once it's after hours, yes, but for most of the people there, that's not the bulk of the thing. They're all basically big block parties, and I'd missed that shit for at least a year now. Both in terms of really wanting to go to a block party and not noticing that me and my Worshippers were the centerpiece of a whole assed fuckin' block party every week.

Which is what I was this week too. It's also kinda amusing that while I spent close quality time with Stella, Denise, Alen, and Dana up in New Amsterdam, I also took a few minutes between each of them, and even talking with each of them, looking around at everything else that was going on. I'm not sure what to think about how my New Amsterdam Temple is clearly just a bigger copy of the Temple of Love. Like, on the one hand, props to them for seeing quality and doing it harder, but on the other hand, kinda derivative, and not everything is better when it's bigger.

When the Revel ended, after Marie joined me to help clean up the Altar and greet the dawn, I dropped by each of the Academies. I'm signed up for pretty much the same schedule this Season, although instead of teaching Physical Training up in Newark, I'm teaching that same Cohort of Cadets Combat Training. They're in good shape when it comes to basic PT, and with Hildegarde taking over, I think they'll be fine. Especially because Hildegarde teaching means they've got Citron and Vickerson on tap to help out with anything that's not in her wheelhouse.

I checked in with my Clergy in Troll Home, Norfolk and Calverton, because they seemed like the places least likely to have a local mathematician. So I'll be in Troll Home on Tuesday, Norfolk on Thursday, and Calverton on Saturday.

Spent the day today prepping dinner for the fam, while also playing around with the kits and my ladies. Last day of Equinox Vacation, so we made the most of it.