Casper once thought that the penis had to stay in the vagina for the entire duration of the pregnancy, but she was 6 at the time.
Well that would be awkward!
I just tried on all my shorts/capris (...living in Seattle, I only have two pairs of shorts. A few capri pants. Mostly I wear them on vacation) and am frustrated because they seem to either be skin-tight, or so loose that they settle low on my hips and come right off if I tug on them. ...and that seems to have nothing to do with size, as some of the tight ones are a larger size and some of the loose ones a smaller size! Grr.
Casper once thought that the penis had to stay in the vagina for the entire duration of the pregnancy, but she was 6 at the time.
Like a plug?
Did she think it detatched?
And there's already an offer out for the Bay Area position. Oh, well.
I have an awful headache that came on last night and I'm probably getting sick, so that's contributing to my feeling of hopelessness about finding another position at my company. And also my bitter resentment that I've got a fire hose of work pointed at me.
As a kid, I was confused about cow sexuality, but that was because of all the cow-lesbianism I saw.
We didn't have bulls on our farm because they were dangerous. Which meant we had to determine when a cow was in heat before we'd call a breeder who's use a plastic glove that went up to his armpit and... you can guess the rest. My dad would stress to us the importance of telling him when a cow was in heat because if we missed it we'd have to wait a month until they were in heat again and we'd lose out on a month's milk production from that cow.
What we were told to watch for was when a cow was "riding" on another cow as if the first cow was a bull. This was called "bulling." If two cows were bulling and the cow on the bottom stood still, this meant the cow on the bottom was in heat and that the breeder needed to be called.
So for example, I'd tell my dad, "Number six was bulling number 37." My dad would ask, "Was number 37 standing still?" and I'd say, "Yes." That was it as far as I was concerned--I didn't' understand the reasons the cows behaved as they did.
Audition~ma in abundance, ND!
Good luck, ND!
Holy wow, I might be going to India. No dates as yet but looking likely.
Good luck, ND!
Lesbian cows. Wow.
And I'm a big hypocrite, because I would be alarmed and scandalized if I knew Tickybox was reading the same sort of stuff now.
She's reading some stuff on whatever that site with quizzes and stories is. A poke around says it's tame enough, but she keeps asking if she can read Winter Widow because she's a fucking troll.
Brenda, how cool!
ION (X-post from FB)
Our Open House will be Sunday 3/1 not THIS Sunday!!!
SO relieved. This means we can slow our frantic pace and not be so freaking stressed and tired, and really make the house sparkle.
I cannot even articulate how happy this news makes me. The only things better would be if someone drove up and gave me 500K in cash for the house right now. (HA!)
I am GIDDY. Just like I slammed a bottle of Veuve Clicquot.
