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zana16Out-takes of yesterday:
Me: Do you have a tampon by any chance?
Sally: Sure.
Me: (following her into room) Yeah, I forgot. This whole getting-my-period-once-a-month-thing is really not working out for me.
Sally: Does this mean you don't normally get it once a month?
Me: Usually I'm on continuous birthcontrol, so I can choose when to get it. But I ran out and I'd have to get a pap smear to get another prescription.
Sally: ... *shakes her head at my lameness*
Me: I know, I know. I should just do it. But they get worse every time. (walking down the hall toward the bathroom) I don't like people poking around down there. Hell, I don't even like penises down there!
P: What was that?!
I am in the process of gouging the crystals out of a cross so that I'll be willing to wear it. It's kinda fun.
Tamora Pierce rocks my world. Love her, love her, love her.
Today we went to the UnDead Mall, or the not-so-Dead-anymore Mall, to see the new Target and buy yarn for our various knitting projects. Actually the reason I went was to get new underwear cause I don't feel like doing laundry tomorrow. Alas, they were out of my brand of underwear. Also went to the new Trader Joe's, which was crowded, and to Bread and Circus, where they had French cheese! Happiness, we decided, is not a warm gun. Not even cold bear and remote control. We discussed muchly the capitalist manufacturing of needs and the fetishism of objects.
On a completely different note, who wants to come with me to see the Capitol Steps in December?
Me: Do you have a tampon by any chance?
Sally: Sure.
Me: (following her into room) Yeah, I forgot. This whole getting-my-period-once-a-month-thing is really not working out for me.
Sally: Does this mean you don't normally get it once a month?
Me: Usually I'm on continuous birthcontrol, so I can choose when to get it. But I ran out and I'd have to get a pap smear to get another prescription.
Sally: ... *shakes her head at my lameness*
Me: I know, I know. I should just do it. But they get worse every time. (walking down the hall toward the bathroom) I don't like people poking around down there. Hell, I don't even like penises down there!
P: What was that?!
I am in the process of gouging the crystals out of a cross so that I'll be willing to wear it. It's kinda fun.
Tamora Pierce rocks my world. Love her, love her, love her.
Today we went to the UnDead Mall, or the not-so-Dead-anymore Mall, to see the new Target and buy yarn for our various knitting projects. Actually the reason I went was to get new underwear cause I don't feel like doing laundry tomorrow. Alas, they were out of my brand of underwear. Also went to the new Trader Joe's, which was crowded, and to Bread and Circus, where they had French cheese! Happiness, we decided, is not a warm gun. Not even cold bear and remote control. We discussed muchly the capitalist manufacturing of needs and the fetishism of objects.
On a completely different note, who wants to come with me to see the Capitol Steps in December?
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Date: 2003-10-12 03:26 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2003-10-12 05:59 pm (UTC)