2002-02-17 - 9:31 p.m.
Hey, would anyone be interested in having a whole bunch of my old bras? Yes, you can be the owner of up to... um... around five or something genuine oniongirl-worn bras. Including the famous blue cast-iron bra for when you feel like punishing your breasts. I think I actually have pictures of these things around here somewhere.
Ah, here we go: bad photos of me wearing various bras! Gee, who needs to pay for porn, when you have this kind of quality for free!
Yeah. Anyway, I don't wear bras anymore and these are taking up way too much room in my drawer, so if anyone needs any 34or 36 B sized bras, or (for whatever reason your little perverted heart may have) just wants one of my bras, let me know because I want them out of my room.
Sorry, you can't have my old holey panties. I threw them away.
In other news, I had a horribly bad ear infection and almost died. I think I had ear ebola, because it sure felt like flesh-eating bacteria were chomping their way through to my brain. I went to immediate care the Thursday before last and the doctor gave me all kinds of ear drops and antibiotics and stuff, which I faithfully took. But it wasn't any better by Monday, so I went again and got stronger medication. That doctor was a lot better. She said that I had both an inner and an outer ear infection and apparently the outer ear infection was resistant to the ear drop-antibiotics that the first doctor had given me. So she poked in there for a sample of my ear pus, which was very painful and got me good medicine which finally worked. Within 24 hours there was no more pain. Considering that I couldn't even sleep before without waking up every 3 to 4 hours when the tylanol wore off, this seemed like a miracle at the time. I still can't hear well out of that ear, but it's a heck of a lot better than it used to be. I lost almost all hearing in it for a while.
And that was my big adventure. It caused me to spend some days laying in bed, gulping down extra strength-tylanol, calling in to work, reading The Good Vibrations Gude to Sex and rediscovering the pleasures of my vibrator. Orgasms are good at dulling pain.
Not much else has been going on lately. I've been learning a lot about bugs in entomology, and have discovered that despite having no artistic talent, I am somehow very good at drawing bugs. So I'm going to drop out of school and become a bug-drawer.
I've also been selling things on eBay and dealing with the Madison NOW candy sale, which, thank god, turned out pretty well, even though the World's Finest Chocolates kind of suck.
I think I should go check my laundry now.
Oh! Before I go, I found a great apartment for next year that has it's own bathroom and I can have a cat there! They'll get back to me about it on Monday or Tuesday, so cross your fingers for me!
