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Am I normal?

This question will forever remind me of the horrible 70’s sex ed video they show you in middle school. After explaining to my group what the clitoris was… I decided, no, I wasn’t.

Maybe now I am. Sorta. In this area anyway. Maybe?

Earlier this fall J and I were pregnant, I guess technically I was pregnant, point was, there was a baby. Half J, half C. A couple months into it I miscarried. Which, really was the best thing for us. -And the baby.

We’re both young, college students, barely stable enough to take care of ourselves, let alone a baby.

Except ever since that time I go through little phases where I feel… Empty. Really empty. I swoon and sigh at every enlarged belly and small child I see. Then I buy things.. Lots of things. Lots of things I don’t need to fill that ridiculous little gap; and then when my phase passes I return most of them.

This whole “maternal instinct” thing is gettin’ really old. I know I’ve done a lot and accomplished quite a bit for someone my age. But isn’t it a bit early for this? Is it just because of the miscarriage? Do most girls go through this at my young age?

Hey Maternal Instinct: Go away for about… Oh, at least six years. Let’s say 10.

But I’m still left wondering about this, is it normal?
Am I normal?

10 people googled “i woke up to my boss standing before me” today and got me

Why are people googling “i woke up to my boss standing before me”?

As of last Friday my “two weeks” have been in place. Now we’re officially on the hunt for new employment!

I really ought to be paid to just sit around and look beautiful. –Which I am. Of course. The beautiful part, not the paid part. It’s okay, they just haven’t realized how great I am yet.

J and I drove out today for a job interview, but after a single glance at the business location and the drug addicts shivering on the corner I opted to not take the job.

Only one more year-ish of college. Then hello career.

What did you do for money in college?

You know the payperpost-type dealios that are seen slathered all over blogs? I applied to write reviews for them and they shot me down. It was like being denied a goodnight kiss on a first date. You spend just enough time together to learn each other’s name and profession then as you walk her to the door and lean in the suggested 90% she turns her cheek to you.

Apparently I have too much adult content. -All of which I’d like to think is educational. Okay, semi educational. Tasteful nude photos by famous photographers, a nice healthy dose of information on the vagina. Tis life, it’s probably for the best to save what’s left of my soul… Even if it means another helping of ramen.

There ought to be a site to be paid to review adult toys. Hell, I’d do it for free. More opportunities to learn and explore, yo digity. I suppose that’s the result of having a mommy as a domme. Anyone know of any sites?

Sincerely,

The Apparently X-Rated

C

Another lesson learned by the college student.

You’re supposed to forgive those who have wronged you…

But what about those who have wronged the ones you love? What now?

Runners? There must be some of you lazy enough to spend time lurking around on wordpress. I have a question for you:

At what point do I accept that I am not meant to be a runner anymore? I ran through middle school and high school until I suffered a knee injury. Now two years later it isn’t the same… Even after a couple weeks (About four) I’m still all awkward and pained when running. Sad face.

Should I accept cruel fate and find another activity? Or is this normal and I just have to persevere?