Hey Look, it is my 20th post!

Check me out... 20 posts in and I still don't really have an idea what I am doing.

Well anyway this week I have started my period and it is as usual a pain in my tush, but I have a new thing in my life, I have begun using a menstrual cup. I have two different cups, an orange ladycup and a purple meluna (both the smallest sizes available). So far I have established two things: 1, it definitely is a little extra annoying but 2, I love it anyway. Sure it is a little extra gross... but I can keep it in for 12 hours without worry and all I have to do is take it out and wash it and put it right back in. These cups are good for YEARS so it is well worth the expense... I am used to using OB tampons which would only take a few months to equal the cost of a ladycup (or meluna).

Personally, I am a bigger fan of the LadyCup. It's much more pliable and therefore easier to insert. I also have trouble removing the meluna for some reason, though in all honesty I don't really know exactly how I like to remove the cups yet.

Overall, I am happy I have switched to the menstrual cup. In our time of environmental stress, I fell like this is one more small thing I can do to help. Plus it reduces the toxins my system has to deal with.

Menstrual Cup Revolution! Let's make it in America!

Love, Always!

I guess I should apologize for not writing this past week, as many of you know the area had a huge storm and I was one of the unfortunate people who lost power for many days. Then a few hours before I gained power back I became very ill... I am finally feeling decent but it was too late to hit up Otakon for the day (NOW when do I get to wear my little red riding hood costume?!). So far I have heard that it is awesome and that someone pulled a fire alarm and the streets of Baltimore were flooded with 27,000 nerds. Now THAT is a sight that would be been excellent to see.

To earn some spare cash during the year I have gotten a job and the training for this job is a lot more extensive than I thought... tomorrow I have to spend the day making a fake but ridiculously detailed lesson plan *joy* but hopefully I will be well prepared for the fall.







Love, Always!

Motorcycles

Squeeeee. I have been looking into motorcycles and classes more seriously and I am getting very excited.

This past weekend my father and I went out and looked at various bikes and they are just the coolest things. I cannot wait to take the course this October and get my M certification. PLUS soon after that I will be 21 and need to get a new licence anyway. This will hopefully be a wonderful and big year. I also plan to go to my first lesbian bar soon after my birthday. But that is beside the point. The point is that I am working on going through the correct channels to get to having a motorcycle! I have a friend who has a 2003 Suzuki GZ250 with very low mileage and I am thinking of buying it off of her. It isn't too big or too much to handle and should be a great starter bike. I have trouble with some bikes because of my short torso... it isn't an issue reaching the peddles (oh honey, I've got legs), but my body is pretty much legs, breasts, and head and not much else so I have to reach for the handle bars... not something I want to be struggling with while riding on a big road.

So there, I may be adding a new title to my already long list of stereotypes...

Love Always


PS Sorry if this one was quite a bit rambling... I'll spend more time on my next update and actually come up with what I want to write before I take to the page.

Running Late

These days I have been almost consistently late to every event/workday/dinner, etc that I try to get to. Even if I plan ahead to get there on time, I seem to manage to be at least a few minutes late. I am really not sure what it is anymore either... I wonder if it is my messed up sleep schedule, my lack of attention span, or if it is some deeper meaning. Maybe I just don't ever want to go to these things... but that is total bull because I totally DO. I have been trying to work at being on time pretty much my whole life and it is always something that I battle against.

So I am wondering... is this a habit? And if so, how does one break a bad habit? I have never considered myself to have an addictive personality (meaning I do not becoming easily attached to substances, etc), but is being late an addiction?

Starting Wednesday I am going to leave even earlier for work to see if that helps, but I am not sure that will solve the root of my problem.

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This post has been edited as I no longer wish to share this information with the internet.

Raising a glass

because the old me is back! And better than freaking ever. Tonight I was riding my bike, watching this mostly trashy TV show and I realized that I really did miss the way I used to be. I was more happy-go-lucky, I wore my feelings on my sleeve, and I truly cared. So now I am vouching to be that and more. I am going to work hard again AND I am going to lose all this weight I've gained. Mark my words... at least 10 pounds will be gone by the end of the summer.

Okay so what is the point of my new turn? Well... what I am hoping is that my new strike at life will also inspire you to do something. It doesn't have to be a big thing, but maybe you will start a new running routine, or drink less, or eat less junk food... or maybe you will decide to be nicer to the people you associate with, and treat them all with respect even if they are just the person you order from at a fast-food place. Whatever it is, I hope it brings you and those around you even more happiness than you would expect.


Love, Always

Official Update Day

I have decided that I should make Sunday or Monday an official update day. This way I can cover things I did over the past week or weekend and actually have a scheduled time to blog. I mean... give or take next week since I have an exam Monday and one Tuesday... okay /ramble I was just letting you know that I would update at least once a week, around this time, from now on.

ANYWAY! It is summer now and you can tell because my hair is determined to never sit flat on my head. It MUST frizz up into a lovely puffy mess. And THIS means that I want to stay up all night and game and watch tv shows and NOT do any work. Alas, this class is kicking my butt.

But I HAVE had a chance, and by a chance I mean almost all of my spare time, to watch the new Doctor Who. I am in the middle of the newest season and I have to concede that I am rather obsessed. I always want to watch more... his adventures... they are wonderful, spooky, and often make you think. But mostly, it is the personality of The Doctor that I love the most. But falling in love with the personality of each doctor is probably not the best idea because in the end you end up feeling as though the doctor really is dying when he regenerates. You are losing someone you have come to love, if only for a bit. And then the next doctor comes and you want him to be the same, but he never will be... and you are constantly hoping that he will live up to what the previous doctor was... and he doesn't. At least at first. So how do we make ourselves more open to the change? More accepting of the new? What is it that makes us so stuck on one doctor?


Love, Always