Phaedrus

Getting all excited about someone visiting... and then realizing she's been and gone. Sigh.

Perhaps there's a little more crudeness around than there used to be. I must admit, I'd thought of it more in terms of particular posters, rather than a general trend. I think, on balance, it's useful. Ads are a useful window into a provider's personality, and clients will follow up - or not - depending on whether they like what they see. And I'm sure some of the ladies here pre-screen us guys based on what we post.

Congrats, Spud! That's a loooong time!

I don't care either way. The only thing I get from it is that the lady in question has had one too many "WHY HAVEN'T YOU REPLIED YET? I EMAILED YOU A WHOLE THREE MINUTES AGO!!!!" mails.

Nah. I've gotten quiet attached to mine. Worryingly, I really like my current profile pic too, so I'm probably stuck with both for a while...

It is good to have an end to journey towards; but it is the journey that matters in the end. -- Ursula Le Guin A good traveller has no fixed plans and is not intent on arriving -- Lao Tzu OK, so those quotes are out of context... but nevertheless, I think they're relevant.

I would *love* to hack their twitter feed while this was going on. I think that would be a lot of fun. It could also deliver a useful lesson or two about what justice is and what it isn't, direct to the people who most need that lesson.

I'm going to find a proxy server in Tajikistan, just to annoy you :)

Okay, this reply is too late to be of immediate use, but... For someone you've never met before, it's tricky. If she has a website, she may have a gift-list on it. Otherwise... yeah... flowers, chocolate, gift cards, or maybe something as simple as a bit extra in the envelope. Once you repeat with someone it's easier as you'll hopefully have a better idea of what she will/won't like. And don't worry about it feeling "kinda lame". I'm sure she'll appreciate it, whatever it is.

Happy birthday, Courtney!

Nuru's a gel, not an oil. I have no idea whether it comes in different types; whatever I've had in the past has always been awesome. And as for feedback... do it. It's fantastic. That is all.

I also find that not having readily-available rates is somewhat... off-putting. I don't care whether they're in the ad, or on the SP's profile, or her website... but I like to know what I'm getting into before I make contact. I must admit, I struggle to put my finger on *why* this is the case. I think this is because I just don't like showing interest, and then backing out, and not wanting to come across as a... tire-kicker? Time-waster? Cheap? I'm not quite sure what it is I'm uneasy about... but I know I'm definitely uneasy about it.

I would expect the clock to start ticking at either the agreed appointment time, or when I walk in the door... whichever's earlier. I wouldn't expect extra time at the end as a reward for being either five minutes late or five minutes early. Having said that, many ladies are generous enough to make allowances for latecomers, provided it's reasonable (10-15 minutes seems to be a usual number for those who have an explicit policy on this) - but it's the provider's privilege to allow this, not something to be expected by the client. As for showering and other stuff: that's right out. Once I'm through the door I'm taking up her time, whether that's with conversation or showering or making the beast with two backs. Expecting extra time because we didn't spend every minute fucking (or whatever) is entirely unreasonable.

Hope you had a fantastic day, Cleo!

Chocolate. I love the post-Easter discounts :)

Don't ask me. None of this was my idea.

I pronounce it with a soft C. I've never heard anyone else do otherwise. However, C is always hard in Tolkien's elven languages, so you could always claim to be a native Sindarin speaker, or something :)

Bring it. :)

Apparently I'm not the only one having fun. Lee, could you stop doing this please? You're giving me nightmares.

Game of the day. A good way to blow half an hour...

Something strange, seen in England. A 16-year-old girl took a pic. What can it be? Aliens? One of those weather phenomena? A swarm of locusts? Apparently not... Oh. My. God. They have a trebuchet that throws fireballs. I want one. (via Boing Boing)