There are thousands of tiny divorces going on all over my head. I'm not talking about my marriage; I'm talking about my dad-blasted split ends. They are both infuriating and addictive to break. Of course, it would probably be better if I either left them alone or used scissors instead of just pulling them apart at the break.... but they make such a satisfying pop when they break.
Meanwhile it's 4:13 on Friday the 13th, and I could leave now except that I need to meet people at the boatyard at 5:30 and it's only 10 minutes from here and there is no point in being there early so there's no point in leaving work early. Except of course there always is.
Posted by dichroic at May 13, 2005 05:15 PMOk, do you like the diva-cup? Because The Keeper seems to leak on me. Either that or I have too heavy a flow. But I don't think it should leak.
Posted by: bettyalready at May 15, 2005 12:23 AM