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On The Best Time I Lost a Tampon and Found My Cervix

So this happened to me once, with supers (!), but because of unfortunate drunk sex, which jammed it up far enough that I could put a fresh one in the next morning without realizing/remembering my mistake. Couple days? Try a week, and me panicking that I was diseased, (THE ODOR) until I got brave in a bar bathroom and managed to extract it. Couldn't look the ladies waiting to go pee in the eye.

Posted on November 20, 2013 at 2:32 am 0

On The Books of Our Childhood Summers

@Michaela D@twitter Rereading Half Magic now, thank you Hairpin!

"Still, even without the country or a lake, the summer was a fine thing, particularly when you were at the beginning of it, looking ahead into it. There would be months of beautifully long, empty days, and each other to play with, and the books from the library."

"The library was two miles away, and walking there with a lot of heavy, already-read books was dull, but coming home was splendid—walking slowly, stopping from time to time on different strange front steps, dipping into the different books. One day Katharine, the poetry lover, tried to read Evangeline out loud on the way home, and Martha sat right down on the sidewalk after seven blocks of it, and refused to go a step farther if she had to hear another word of it. That will tell you about Martha."

Posted on August 2, 2013 at 10:13 pm 0

On The Books of Our Childhood Summers

@bloodymerry I devoured China garden in seventh grade, adored it, and chose to present a book report on it, and it wasn't until I was standing and blushing silently in front of the class that I realized I couldn't possibly discuss the book out loud, because SEX.

Posted on August 2, 2013 at 9:46 pm 0

On The Books of Our Childhood Summers

@PatriciaPepoire The Egypt Gaaame. Yes!

Posted on August 2, 2013 at 9:31 pm 0

On The Books of Our Childhood Summers

Harry Potter. I would get each book at midnight and plow straight through into the next day. Other ones that bring up summer memories are Edward Eager's Half Magic, Madeleine L'Engles books, (I loved the sequels to A Wrinkle In Time more than the original. Gasp! I know.) that Winnie the Pooh Story where everything floods, The Face on the Milk Carton (?), Goosebumps/Animorphs/boxcar children stuff, and most importantly, a short little masterpiece called Molly Saves the Day. I collected allll the American Girls books (but not the dolls ;_;), and that is the one that fell apart, and implanted itself in my heart.

Posted on August 2, 2013 at 9:29 pm 0

On What the Hell Should You Do With Your Life?

@Lumpy Space Princess Pbbbthhh are you me?

Posted on May 28, 2013 at 7:11 pm 0

On Minor Tragedies on the Internet: A Yearly Diary

@packedsuitcase :0 and :D

Posted on May 11, 2013 at 1:47 pm 2

On Minor Tragedies on the Internet: A Yearly Diary

@Alli525 Ohh man, I wish I didn't delete my xanga. I still have a livejournal floating around, and it is the most beautiful/hilarious/angsty time capsule I ever could have made of adolescence.

Posted on May 9, 2013 at 7:39 pm 0

On Minor Tragedies on the Internet: A Yearly Diary

Posted on May 9, 2013 at 7:38 pm 0

On Minor Tragedies on the Internet: A Yearly Diary

@lora.bee This is basically my life right now. We have soooo many mutual friends. I haven't bumped into him yet, but it is somehow worse to know what he's doing all the time.

Posted on May 9, 2013 at 7:37 pm 0