Thanks for the great links, Steph!

why is it that women will want to date serial killers but I can't get a date?

The women that want to date serial killers aren't the women you want to date, are they?

Jasmine: Fairy Jasmine bath bomb (has glitter), Turbo Bubble bubble bar (also has glitter), Alkmaar soap, which is really really lovely.

Also, Silky Underwear dusting powder. Has the same scent as the above.

The women that want to date serial killers aren't the women you want to date, are they?

I've gained perspective since being a teenager.

There are lots of stories of serial killers (and killers in general) getting marriage proposals and what-not.

But really, it's probably tens or maybe hundreds of women each year, which is a tiny tiny fraction of the women out there....

Like, maybe, 10 standard deviations from the norm....

I'm a big fan of All That Jasmine and Fox in the Flowers, though the latter has lots of little flower and grass bits in it, so it needs a little more clean-up than most. Ooh, and Karma is wonderful.

why is it that women will want to date serial killers but I can't get a date?

See also, Spike Is A Big Fluffy Bunny.

Scars: I have a scar over each eyebrow. One is from a cyst that, at the time, the doctors claimed was a twin that never developed. I understand that they diagnose that sort of thing differently now, but it was a cool idea when I was 7. The cyst started moving towards my right eye and the doctors removed it. The other brow scar is from jumping on my bed when I was four, and hitting the iron bedstead with my head. I also have scars on my left knee from attempting to run up the down escalator.

Googling: I've tried googling my first crush, to no avail. Likewise my best friend from junior high. Oh well. Everyone else I've either kept up with or let go with good reason.

Living wills: Yeah, that needs to go high on my to-do list. I don't want to have my body hanging around when the brain has shut down for good. And I certainly don't want to have my family stuck with the bills. Especially with the shiny new changes to bankrupcy regs.

Scars: One from C-section, a matching one below it from surgery, a crescent shaped scar on my right wrist from an evil attack by a window, and a scar on the heel of my left palm from, well, from trying to slice off the Keds tag to glue on my Meijer brand leather oxfords to make them LOOK like Keds with a straight razor, no guard.

Ooh, I'm going to have to try the Bollywood bathbomb when I go to Lush on Sunday.

Its orange scent is spiced up with ginger and black pepper essential oils.

I'm tempted to go back and find my post from the last time we had the scar conversation. I'm with all of y'all who look fondly on them.