Sex scandals are still the topic on everyone’s mind, well, that and (for me at least) how scary it is when you hear that a 32 year old girl dies of a heart attack (RIP Brittany Murphy). Of course there are other things in the news, like Oklahoma and their plans to undermine a woman’s right to choose and the porn industry covers the condom debate yet again.
Oklahoma, has the wind really come crashing on the plains? What/Who makes Senator Todd Lamb the authority when it comes to your rights, calling an abortion roster “a useful tool in helping prevent future unwanted pregnancies?” (Salon)
I’m tired. The party I mention in the video (see above) was nothing like I’ve ever been to before. An adult prom, only instead of going to school together, it’s called work. Balloons dropped, t-shirts were thrown “but only to the screamers” as were tiaras, tambourines, air guitars and glowy balls, swords and sticks.
Now, about the “men.” I think what my newfound friend meant was that there would be some young, horny boys that I would never be interested in, but maybe I’d do her a solid. No. No one I even wanted to kiss. But being there showed me that this SF trip is already perfect. There were reasons beyond men for me to come (as in come, not cum). Reasons I’m too sleepy to share.