Isn't life a beeyotch sometimes? You know, suddenly you have a boyfriend, so suddenly you are having sex pretty much all the time, & then the genius in your head tells you to go get the birth-control patch so you can keep having sex all the time without worrying about it anymore, & then suddenly you are a giant bitch who never ever wants to have sex & then nearly as suddenly you don't have a boyfriend anymore.
At least, that's the official line, if that's what you came here for. (*^_^*)
Stuart mentioned, in the way he mentions everything on his blog -- which is to say, in between a bunch of random things like wanting to post pictures of his cock online & wishing he had an iced tea -- that he'd like to try the patch, God only knows why. I would love to give him one of mine (except there are only three to a box) so he could testify, on his blog, in between a bunch of other random testaments, that YES it turns you into a raging bitch & NO I wasn't making that shit up!!!
By the way I am still on the patch. Can you tell?
In happy news, my dear friend Anise & I are planning to drive to Chicago together in April. It will rule. Maybe I will sing Anise the song my sister & I invented for road trips when we were kids. You have to yell it really loud & these are the lyrics:
Boom down the trail
Boom down the trail
We're going to the grocery store to buy a stick of candy
We wanna go home
WE LOVE YOU!
You really have to scream that last line. My poor parents probably never hated being told they were loved so much.
