It's my journal 
(if you already read the intro about IC, check out today's thoughts underneath the row of pretty pretty stars)
I thought it would be cool to document teh life of a chick who's got the girlie-disease "interstitial cystitis."
A lotta people don't know what I.C. is so here goes: incurable tiny ulcers inside the wall of your bladder make it hard to walk, exercise, eat, drink, fuck, dance, breathe, smell flowers, blah blah blah.
The thing is? I have this disease and i'm still kickin' ass.
And other for-real chicks that have bullshit going on with their bodies can relate.
No matter what our mutherfucking misogynistic doctors, sadistic nurses, well-meaning family members, and uninformed aquaintances say, we are awesome, and we can do a good job of taking care of ourselves, thankyouverymuch.
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As of late:
*I managed to become a pimp. I hit on a hot girl. It is very difficult to encounter girls I have anything in common with, but get this: she likes monster truck rallies, roller derby, playing music, punk rawk, black-rimmed glasses, science, and girls.
And?
She totally molested me on the dance floor.
Sweet.
*I learned "Rape Me" on the guitar. I know, I know, big wup. It's an easy song. But hey, we all start somewhere...before we become rockstars that are way too cool to talk to you!
*Finally found someone that will go to 80's nights at The Fez with me! Is it Friday? Oh? Don't Bother calling then. I am out looking good.
*Got to see my new favorite songwriter, Mirah (click on "listening" in the little boxy at the lower right).
*Found out one of my friends is giving her kidney away.
My friends are so amazing.
That's all I got.
Remember: You don't always have to fuck her hard; in fact, sometimes that's not right. To do.
(if you already read the intro about IC, check out today's thoughts underneath the row of pretty pretty stars)
I thought it would be cool to document teh life of a chick who's got the girlie-disease "interstitial cystitis."
A lotta people don't know what I.C. is so here goes: incurable tiny ulcers inside the wall of your bladder make it hard to walk, exercise, eat, drink, fuck, dance, breathe, smell flowers, blah blah blah.
The thing is? I have this disease and i'm still kickin' ass.
And other for-real chicks that have bullshit going on with their bodies can relate.
No matter what our mutherfucking misogynistic doctors, sadistic nurses, well-meaning family members, and uninformed aquaintances say, we are awesome, and we can do a good job of taking care of ourselves, thankyouverymuch.
**********************************************************************************************************************
As of late:
*I managed to become a pimp. I hit on a hot girl. It is very difficult to encounter girls I have anything in common with, but get this: she likes monster truck rallies, roller derby, playing music, punk rawk, black-rimmed glasses, science, and girls.
And?
She totally molested me on the dance floor.
Sweet.
*I learned "Rape Me" on the guitar. I know, I know, big wup. It's an easy song. But hey, we all start somewhere...before we become rockstars that are way too cool to talk to you!
*Finally found someone that will go to 80's nights at The Fez with me! Is it Friday? Oh? Don't Bother calling then. I am out looking good.
*Got to see my new favorite songwriter, Mirah (click on "listening" in the little boxy at the lower right).
*Found out one of my friends is giving her kidney away.
My friends are so amazing.
That's all I got.
Remember: You don't always have to fuck her hard; in fact, sometimes that's not right. To do.
VIEW 18 of 18 COMMENTS
metaverse:
oh ya..axio..I will build a cake for sure! and remember..vote for pedro!!
taoshen:
Hey, thanks for alpo's email. Maybe the three of us can get together one night this week or next (whenever you get done with your school work. )
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