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.
@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."
@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.
@PatriciaPepoire The Egypt Gaaame. Yes!
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.
@Lumpy Space Princess Pbbbthhh are you me?
@packedsuitcase :0 and :D
@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.
@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.