Yes Virginia, There is such a thing as word vomit.

I totally forgot to type up this play by play between the pharmacist and me in one of my more recent blogs so, here it is. I told it to my best friend on the phone the other night and she was in just about as much awe of what I said as you readers [...]

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My hormone are out of harmony.

So today I’d like to talk about something we all know and love. My vagina. Seriously though, I missed three days of my birth control pills which, when you consider the fact that my boyfriend lives hundreds of miles away and I should have just dealt with it, it doesn’t seem like such a big [...]

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Leavin’ on a jet plane

Lets talk about holiday flights for a minute. Flying for me is supposed to be zen and relaxing (although it never really is because I hate turbulence and I practically fight back tears or fear when the plane takes off). I’m either going to fall asleep from the Dramamine and vodka induced coma I concocted [...]

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I promised you all an embarrassing story, but this shit is just humiliating.

This may be the most ridiculously embarrassing story I will ever have the gall to post. Seriously, you wouldn’t think a girl who talked about her vagina every week would be embarrassed, but this story is just too ridiculous. It’s pretty much the reason that I didn’t end up going out one night this weekend. [...]

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Can I get an ‘Amen?’ No? Can I just get some men?

Today was a boring day. I was free all afternoon. I sat in front of the mirror and practiced that thing where you raise just one eyebrow. I gave up after about fifteen minutes of that though because I was only mastering the look of constipation mixed with surprise. I think there should be an [...]

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I swear, I will get back to posting regularly soon! In the mean time, enjoy this bat shit insane story…

Ok, I haven’t written as usual as I have in the past. So, I’m leaving you all with this (slightly) long story I found that I had written a while back. I’m driving back from spring break soon. So in the mean time, enjoy this little tale.
 
So, if you’ve been reading this for a while, [...]

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My vagina is smoke free and sin free too

I was talking to my grandma about my site tonight. I’ve read her the “My vagina has a first name…” post and she is well aware that I have named my vagina. She liked the alliteration and even threw out the suggestions Clara the Cunt or Boxcar Bertha. And she just now suggested Victoria Vulva [...]

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My Vagina has a first name now!!!

Ok, so after everyone put their two cents in (on my vagina’s name, not into my actual vagina), I thought I had it all figured out. I really liked where Darren was going with the whole alliteration thing, but as much as I liked Velma the Vagina, I just can’t name my cooch after something [...]

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My Vagina has a first name, it’s O-S-C-A-R….

Ok, not really. I just have the Oscar Meyer weiner song stuck in my head right now. Possibly because I am starving like Mary Kate Olsen before an awards show and the only thing in the fridge is one single hot dog that I have left. (Beef because I’m kosher like that) It’s not even [...]

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And I thought Little Debbie was a snak-pak whore. She’s got nothing on these girls!

There they stand. All four feet and eight inches of their scrawny and gangly frame. Pig tailed and braces clad. Their M.O. is to suck you in with their cuteness. Consuming you in that sweet and endearing smile. Just enough of the sad puppy dog face and the “help your community” smile are too powerful [...]

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