This “weekend” (actually a Wed-Thurs, but whatever) marks the kick-off of the annual Wife’s Competitive Sports Season, also known as Heidi’s Annual Crossdressing Festival.  

I set aside these two days for some moderate “play” around some looming deadlines.  No weed and no BS.  Well, no BS.  Well...

Some instinct for erotic self-destruction got the better of me.  Again.  Yesterday was a weed day.  That is, weed, crossdressing and Bambi.  My resolve lasted almost one day.  Two doses of incremental playlists last night, and the weird thing about that experience is that I recall NOTHING.  I recall walking up the stairs, both times, cheerily thinking “off to be hypnotized and brainwashed!” After that, nothing.

Today started with a ‘shroom breakfast at 04:00, with a rather powerful effect by on 5:45.  Actually, it was more than lovely.  It was deep, in that special way that ‘shrooms can be.  Again, two doses of Bambi:  Addiction/Protection, and then Oblivion and I recall NOTHING.  This time - admittedly still deep on the ‘shroom - I made a point of trying to stay aware.  I don’t really recall either file starting.

So...

To be honest, I’m fucked.  Deeply addicted to my porn-crossdressing-hypnosis habit.  Deeply.