gypsygrrrl

yeeha! I'm bleeding again! I always love getting my period after having hoards of irresponsible, birth-contol-free sex! This feeling is much like the feeling you get when you shoplift a small piece of something that is overpriced and you would never otherwise buy and walk out of the store with it without getting caught. Like once last summer when I was looking for a bikini top in an over-priced trendy yoga-clothing store with my then 3-year-old son who did not want to be in there AT ALL and was grabbing things off the shelf left right and center, so I had to scoot outta there asap because he was causing hell and pissing me off, and upon walking through the doors we set off the alarm but apparently had nothing on us. 10 minutes later we are in the park and my son gets out of his umbrella stroller only to reveal a bikini top under his ass that I had draped over the stroller earlier in the store with the intention to try it on before psycho-boy forced me out with his hurricane arms. I felt horribley stunned and guilty as i stared at the bikini top, but after rationalizing a bit, decided to keep the top cause I fucking liked it. what a score! ok. that's my story for the day for the hoards of people that never come here to read my journal because, face it, I am antisocial and self-indulgent here in SG land. fucking SG!