PhD = piled higher & deeper (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} mariapapita) wrote,@ 2006-02-01 11:18:00 |
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Paranoid Android
Things have been hectic lately and I have a ton of photos to share as soon as I get a few minutes at home in front of the computer (hopefully tomorrow). Michael has been taking some really neat photos too. I like the camera a lot but I'm still sad I only have a 3x capability. It's a bit limiting when it comes to taking photos of people out and about, unawares. That may sound a little creepy but I love it. I also love the![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif)
everyday_people community. Awesome stuff there.
As far as the recent poll, some of the answers were kept private but I wanted to share some of the neat responses. The question that elicited the responses below was, "What does your vagina smell like?"
musk & fruit
fresh baked bread
salty
melted frost
ocean
normally kinda sweet, but when i'm on my period it smells like popcorn
tangy
Very slight odor, I think it smells sweet
apple juice
damp
It also really pleases me that we, as women (not that this sample is representative of all women, by any means) are so much more comfortable with our bodies than our mothers or grandmothers were. I think it's great we are looking at it, exploring it and are familiar with the smell. You might be hard pressed to find a woman in her 60s or 70s who had ever looked at or stimulated her own vagina.
Speaking of vaginas. Let's talk about mine. I had an appointment at PP to try to get my hands on some more Nuvorings. The cost for the visit and ring were to be $50. Fine, we don't really have a choice (abstinence in marriage sucks, especially when the lovin' is soooo good) so I suck it up and go. Well, after filling out the paperwork and waiting for an hour I am informed that they can not give me BC because I am epileptic and have syringomyelia. Whatever, fine. I'm ready to leave and I'm informed the cost of filling out the damn paperwork and waiting an hour is $25. Grrrrr. I should have fought that but the lexipro I've started taking again (leftover from when we had insurance) has made me very....even...and not anxious or easily upset. Groovy. I need something to counteract the *last semester* stress I'm feeling, trust me.
Also: Bill can't tell a fib about getting a BJ from Monica without getting in big trouble but George can get away with all this? I'm confused.
Things have been hectic lately and I have a ton of photos to share as soon as I get a few minutes at home in front of the computer (hopefully tomorrow). Michael has been taking some really neat photos too. I like the camera a lot but I'm still sad I only have a 3x capability. It's a bit limiting when it comes to taking photos of people out and about, unawares. That may sound a little creepy but I love it. I also love the
everyday_people community. Awesome stuff there.As far as the recent poll, some of the answers were kept private but I wanted to share some of the neat responses. The question that elicited the responses below was, "What does your vagina smell like?"
musk & fruit
fresh baked bread
salty
melted frost
ocean
normally kinda sweet, but when i'm on my period it smells like popcorn
tangy
Very slight odor, I think it smells sweet
apple juice
damp
It also really pleases me that we, as women (not that this sample is representative of all women, by any means) are so much more comfortable with our bodies than our mothers or grandmothers were. I think it's great we are looking at it, exploring it and are familiar with the smell. You might be hard pressed to find a woman in her 60s or 70s who had ever looked at or stimulated her own vagina.
Speaking of vaginas. Let's talk about mine. I had an appointment at PP to try to get my hands on some more Nuvorings. The cost for the visit and ring were to be $50. Fine, we don't really have a choice (abstinence in marriage sucks, especially when the lovin' is soooo good) so I suck it up and go. Well, after filling out the paperwork and waiting for an hour I am informed that they can not give me BC because I am epileptic and have syringomyelia. Whatever, fine. I'm ready to leave and I'm informed the cost of filling out the damn paperwork and waiting an hour is $25. Grrrrr. I should have fought that but the lexipro I've started taking again (leftover from when we had insurance) has made me very....even...and not anxious or easily upset. Groovy. I need something to counteract the *last semester* stress I'm feeling, trust me.
Also: Bill can't tell a fib about getting a BJ from Monica without getting in big trouble but George can get away with all this? I'm confused.
