I went to Columbus today. I had a few things to leave and organize there. I also had a few photos to take of Maria who is just about ready to deliver her baby boy. She's been sitting at 1cm dialated for a month and We've been unable to get together until today. So, I had her outside barefoot in front of the trees with a flower wreath. I let her wear my white hippie dress. I think they'll be nice pictures. It's for the calendar I'm doing for the hippie organization.
I had a great time in St Louis. Made a couple friends there and learned how to gamble. If it hadn't been so late, I wouldn't have thrown in my hand on a 2 of clubs and 6 of spades. I would have won. There *will* be a next time.
I have had an odd craving for rootbeer lately. Weird. It just tastes good to me on some days. Other days I end up spitting it out and drinking water. Still no diet coke in almost 3 months.
AF is here with a vengeance, sending me to the store at 11pm for various items, most importantly pain reliever and chocolate silk soy milk. I have a date with a heating pad tonight, and everything should be just fine.
Tomorrow, I am to go to Kings Island with Tracy. She won free tickets. I am so excited as now my ass will fit into the seats and the seat belts will fit!
People who spam my old entries with comments about how to get help with erections, or further their little sex website will be deleted and their IP banned and shared with the fellow H-C-netters who will most likely ban you as well. Do yourself a favor. Move on.
Next retreat is at the beginning of September. I'm supposed to visit my father before the end of August, and I'm in the throes of moving. So, you can imagine the turmoil here.
Where was I?
Right.
Heating pad, Chocolate, pain reliever.
ciao