Stuff and nonsense
Jul. 29th, 2004 06:38 pmAs I can no longer sleep with a Republican, we now have bunk beds. We don't fight over gay marriage any more, just over who gets the top bunk. We've decided to just be friends.
I'm joking.
The boys' bunkbed came today. It's all set up and I'll put sheets on when i get home.
I'm having a blue day,
quite literally.
A pen exploded down the back of my neck. I still have ink in my hair, on my neck and all over my hands. Even after a shower and several scrubbings.
The cat peed on my pads. This is a bummer.
Bunny is getting a loft bed. I'll make a curtain to go around it.
My crew should be getting home any time. I've enjoyed my time alone, but I'm ready for them to be home.
What I would do if I were single
(and still in this town)
I'd work nights, most likely, as I do now. On Mondays and Wednesdays, I'd help out at the MGLCC food pantry. On the 2nd Monday of the month I'd go to the Prayer Shawl knitting group. (These ladies make shawls for women who are having a tough time in their lives.) I'd spend my off-hours crocheting for Project Linus. I'd live in a studio apt not far from work, shop at the food co-op and Easy Way produce and bike or walk to work, using a buspass when it was cold or rainy.
I'd ride the trolley when I needed to go downtown. I wouldn't drive much at all.
I'd go to SCA events and cons.
Ah well, another 14 years and I can.
"Quantum Leap" is like the gayest gay thing ever. This one beat Lex paying the brideprice to the Kents.
Sam in a lacy blouse, earrings and blue skirt standing in the doorway as Al sings Little Theresa (age 4) to sleep with "Inchworm." The ep is "Another Mother," and they make such good parents. Theresa can see Sam and Al for what they are, so they have to explain they're angels who have come to help her brother win the swim meet, and her mommy will be home in a couple days. Theresa has two daddies for a couple days. And Sam gives one of the best speeches on sex I've ever heard. He advises 15 year old Kevin to wait until he finds someone he is so close to that making love is the only logical step for the relationship, and not be pressured into having sex just to have it. Make it special and important. And I think that's great advice.
I wibble with the cuteness and am dangerously close to writing fic involving children.
I got to thinking about how bad I'd be as a sex-ed teacher:
"Girls, before you have sex, ask yourself: 'Do I want to be chained to this guy for 18 years?' If not, don't. Remember nobody ever got pregnant from a blow job."
"Guys, return the favor. Don't think a kiss and two licks and you're done. She finished the job for you, return her the same courtesy."
"Guys, use a condom. Even if she's on the pill. Even if you're both clean. It's just consideration not to leave her beslimed."
So would not fly. By no stretch.
I'm joking.
The boys' bunkbed came today. It's all set up and I'll put sheets on when i get home.
I'm having a blue day,
quite literally.
A pen exploded down the back of my neck. I still have ink in my hair, on my neck and all over my hands. Even after a shower and several scrubbings.
The cat peed on my pads. This is a bummer.
Bunny is getting a loft bed. I'll make a curtain to go around it.
My crew should be getting home any time. I've enjoyed my time alone, but I'm ready for them to be home.
What I would do if I were single
(and still in this town)
I'd work nights, most likely, as I do now. On Mondays and Wednesdays, I'd help out at the MGLCC food pantry. On the 2nd Monday of the month I'd go to the Prayer Shawl knitting group. (These ladies make shawls for women who are having a tough time in their lives.) I'd spend my off-hours crocheting for Project Linus. I'd live in a studio apt not far from work, shop at the food co-op and Easy Way produce and bike or walk to work, using a buspass when it was cold or rainy.
I'd ride the trolley when I needed to go downtown. I wouldn't drive much at all.
I'd go to SCA events and cons.
Ah well, another 14 years and I can.
"Quantum Leap" is like the gayest gay thing ever. This one beat Lex paying the brideprice to the Kents.
Sam in a lacy blouse, earrings and blue skirt standing in the doorway as Al sings Little Theresa (age 4) to sleep with "Inchworm." The ep is "Another Mother," and they make such good parents. Theresa can see Sam and Al for what they are, so they have to explain they're angels who have come to help her brother win the swim meet, and her mommy will be home in a couple days. Theresa has two daddies for a couple days. And Sam gives one of the best speeches on sex I've ever heard. He advises 15 year old Kevin to wait until he finds someone he is so close to that making love is the only logical step for the relationship, and not be pressured into having sex just to have it. Make it special and important. And I think that's great advice.
I wibble with the cuteness and am dangerously close to writing fic involving children.
I got to thinking about how bad I'd be as a sex-ed teacher:
"Girls, before you have sex, ask yourself: 'Do I want to be chained to this guy for 18 years?' If not, don't. Remember nobody ever got pregnant from a blow job."
"Guys, return the favor. Don't think a kiss and two licks and you're done. She finished the job for you, return her the same courtesy."
"Guys, use a condom. Even if she's on the pill. Even if you're both clean. It's just consideration not to leave her beslimed."
So would not fly. By no stretch.
Sex Ed
Date: 2004-07-29 06:08 pm (UTC)"...the more sexual partners you have, the higher the odds one of them will be a crazy person. That's the statistic I figure they should teach in sex-ed courses."
-- Robin Hudson in "Nice Girls Finish Last" by Sparkle Hayter