It’s been almost 24 hours since I sent my first emails to people asking about roommate situations, and I know other people don’t check their email as often as I do, but I’m starting to get paranoid that people don’t like me, or that my emails got stuck in spam filters. More likely the latter.
i hate when applications are like “why do you want to work here”
because i need money
what do you want me to say omfg
I HAVE A PASSION FOR FROZEN YOGURT
It’s your chance to play the game, and show you have a familiarity with their product and company. ‘because I need the money’ is a reason to work at all. It’s not why you’re applying there, and not down the street.
Just helped my best friend/It’s Complicated figure out the best sleeping arrangement for him and our girl while on vacation with his family. Almost glad I wasn’t invited along. Even the best configuration seems dissatisfying.
Every time I take a shit and my IUD doesn’t fall out, I’m like ‘holy shit this is awesome!’
I was so on NuvaRing too long, and not just because I got a blood clot.
Cool things: My left boob has some epic bruising. Also a few spots on my arm. And my right boob.
After a few failed attempts over the past year, I finally (finally!) got an IUD yesterday. I went for the copper one, because the hormonal kind has a 5-10% chance of depression as a side effect, and with my history, and the fact that antidepressants almost entirely knock out my sexual attraction and entirely knock out my sex drive, I wasn’t gonna go there. About 15 minutes beforehand, I took 2mg Xanax (30 min prior I took 800mg ibuprofen), and the appointment went well, other then a brief moment of “okay, evverbody, let’s stop so I can panic now.” The lidocaine injection was like magic, I felt only some minor cramping. Today, that’s basically gone, and the spotting is pretty much gone, too. Awesomeness.
I got vaccinated today. This isn’t that unusual, I suppose. Except for HPV, I’ve always been fully vaccinated, and I got vaccinated for some of the weird stuff, too. (Hep A and Typhoid)
And today, I got started on being vaccinated for HPV. It wasn’t bad. A little achey, but hey. The nurse knew how to give shots. None of this “Are you ready?” crap, just swipe, stick and you’re done. Awesome.
my 12 year old “niece” Lila on her business idea.
I love that little girl.
WHY DOES THIS NOT EXIST? IT WOULD BE LIKE BUILD-A-BEAR, BUT FOR BOOBS. I WOULD BRING ALL MY BRA-LOVING FRIENDS. AND WE WOULD MAKE BRAS AND BE AWESOME. IT WOULD BE THE BEST.
If I had the money, this would be The Summer S. Buys a Gun. As it is, It’s probably gonna be The Semester S. Scrimps And Saves So It Can Be The Winter She Buys A Gun, ‘cause I’m seeing us quickly forgetting the Laws Passed In The Wake Of Tragedy Are Pretty Much Universally A Bad Idea.
If I am not careful, this semester will be me, slowly devolving into a grouchy hermit who wears shooting muffs or earplugs all the time.
It’s kind of ironic, really. I’m loud, and I love loud music and loud explosions, but what happens when I get especially stressed is that everything becomes too loud. Other people’s conversations, doors, fans, the god damn dishwater. It’s all too loud.
In a ball jar. filtered and drank it cold this morning. Best stuff.
Porn isn’t any more of a fantasy than a romantic comedy or an action movie is. But until we give people more accurate ideas about sex, there’s no way to balance it out. And to critique porn for doing something that every other genre of entertainment does seems a bit silly to me. After all, there’s no reason to have higher expectations for porn than we do for action movies.
Metaphor is best metaphor?