I am crazy, but only sometimes.

I had some delicious Jamba Juice yesterday for lunch. While I was there, the guy asked me if I would like a free sample of their new all fruit smoothie, something with something something and pomegranate. And I replied, "Hell yeah!" because I am a sucker for anything pomegranate. Were we not conserving currency at TeamHyperboles HQ, we would be bathing in Pom. So I tried the sample, and it was delicious like I thought it would be, as most things Jamba are. The sample came in this supercute Jamba sample cup. I liked the cup, so I took it back to work with me. However, I'm sitting here at work with the cup. It's really too small to do anything with, other than serve samples. I am confused as to why I ever thought it was a good idea to bring trash back to work. Even if it is cute miniature trash, it's still trash.

New Stage

As of Friday evening, I removed my tongue piercing. It was bothering me, and I took it out because I was frustrated, and because I didn't feel immediately naked and awkward without it, I left it out.

Now it is too late to put it back in. If I want to wear one now, I will have to get it re-pierced. I am a little sad, it's a big change for me after 9 years, but it's probably time. I'm not as sad as I could be, and am mostly over it. It was a conscious decision to make a change, move into a new stage. It may not mean much to most people, but it means something to me. It changes how I eat, what I do when I'm thinking or bored, even how I make out with JB.

Mostly I wonder if, in five years, the sixteen year old in my will recognize myself. Or, will she bang on the inside of my eyeballs and scream, "Hey, let me out of here!"

Oh patriarchy, you're so silly.

All videos! All the time!

"Over the sweetest flag in the world?!"

Kinky Tortoise Sex

SAHDs

Earlier today . . .

Earlier today while I was walking away from Barnes and Noble to my car, an elderly gentleman and I made eye contact. I smiled, and looked away really quick to avoid misinterpretation. Then, as I passed him, he mumbled, "I'm a coward." Or perhaps it was, "I need a shower." Or, "There's a tower." However, I'm 83% sure it was the first. And I don't know what to say.

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