if you don't like bodily fluids in a blog, skip this entry

i've been living my life in running monologue again. i don't have enough time to sit down and blog, so i just collect the things all around me, and make up blog entries. i'm looking for a good transition here into my story, and it seems there's not one. so i'm masturbating last night, and there's something IN there, something that doesn't belong. it's moving around, and so i fish it out, and it's this rock, hard and black and sticky. i'm totally freaked out and grossed out and scared, but i realize: it's plastic wrap- i must thave put in a tampon without taking the plastic off the top half first. i was so glad to have hard things i'm digging out from inside my body identified, but still, it took me a while to stop obessing. i went on and on last night, i had an entry pages long, and i was so obsessed i feel compelled to try and write it up today. but really, it's a pretty lame story now. i may just save this as a draft and never post it.