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Pretending to know yourself to take the advantage of knowing someone else

Advice from the Box Doctor: The End, Period.

Lesson #2: Those placebo birth control pills are not the same as sugar water

While it might be a topic of debate as to whether or not it is healthy to get your period every month, studies have shown that it is also healthy (mentally and physically) for some people to have sex regularly- or at least have the option to- and by regularly, I mean at least every day of every month*. Furthermore, some women don't feel as confident about themselves when they are menstruating for a variety of reasons, and often don't feel as stellar physically, either. So, why not ask your doctor if s/he/x thinks it might be a good idea for you to skip the "placebo" pills and switch to a 3 week birth control pill cycle. Or, ask about options that are designed with less frequent menstruation built into their chemical composition. The results: the end of your period....PERIOD.** If you don't want sexual activity (or your sexuality) obstructed, this might be something to consider.

*I would hope I don't need to say that I personally only condone safe sex with someone who values you and your body as much as both of you want to be valued- but, clearly I'd say it anyway
**Needless to say, there might be side effects for some people, the most common of which is breakthrough bleeding (so I'm told), but it's important to understand this option...

Advice from the Box Doctor: Size Does Matter

A Feminist Intervention

As soon as you enter the sex ed class room, you learn one of life's most important aphorisms "no glove, no love."

What you don't learn is something that I recently learned from the box doctor and my sister, the resident OBGYN: Sometimes, it's not only the motion in the ocean, but if the glove doesn't fit, it might mean that size DOES matter!

SNAP--or not

Unfortunately, this will likely be a recurring problem

--Little Miss Dissed

In herself- Lost in Your translation

-(A fallen Star, 2007)

i lied to myself

(i think)

i think too much

(about myself)

Nobody considers it worth the effort

(i find it really interesting and entertaining)

and actually,


(i'm fucking hysterical)

it's not a joke

(i don't lie to anyone)

you have my word
you can have it all

(i only want you to)

Triangulation

1) When there is not enough time to say what we need to, do we just stop talking? When everyone is silent is it because people are thinking?

2) If we take as a given that true friendship is when silence between people is comfortable, then can we also accept that certain silences make most people uncomfortable? Is this to say that thinking, in this sense, makes people-not friends, here- uncomfortable? If so, can we expect that friendship can only exist when we are comfortable with each others' thoughts? If so, it seems that even if we have a lot to say and a lot to think about, the most uncomfortable place to be is in the middle of silenced thoughts- between friends.

3) How do we determine the lengths we go to achieve a goal in exchange for the lengths we would not have to go if we gave up the goal?
How do we know when roads are intersecting and when one is simply yielding to the other at its end? (and at an intersection, who has the right of way?)

[Reflected back from Saturday, December 15, 2007]

Self Fulfilling Prophecy

All I've Known is all my own...

It's from a song, kinda twisted (around me) but expected, I don't know if you know her, but you might like to try...why?

A tribute to hopeless romance- Not worth our time, if ever there was the time for consideration.

It fits
Perfectly. The song, the singer, the story, of my life.
Loved the story, and the whole situation.

Crush me with the things you do!

All I know is all I've known. I am psychic, right? like the week before, and the week before...
no, literally, the week before! i'm serious, i know what i know. i don't know anymore or what to do, with who, but you, and so do you.
In part, in part, and at the start- or from there at least, it's a start, it's the heart, i have it too, and it's too bad that it's that bad- oh well, it's all we've known, it's all you know and all we've known.
It won't go away. Oh well, might as well stay, this way, or go away and way too long, the song's all wrong for me and weee hee hee, walk all over me.

Walk on the ocean.