when i was in the bathroom a couple of minutes ago, i decided i was going to write about the goofy bra i was wearing today. then i realized that i write an awful lot about my bras. then i decided that i should start a blog that’s all about lingerie and the bras that i wear. i could post a new picture everyday and it would be super fun. then i remembered that i am full of great ideas and absolutely no follow-through, and really like i’m gonna take a picture of a bra everyday, because then everyone would know that i wear ratty old bras a lot and seriously only save the good ones for nights i know someone might be seeing it.

so then i got to thinking that i talk entirely too much about bras and masturbation, and i should probably stop lest someone get the idea that i’m like the SexGirl because i don’t want to be the SexGirl. then i thought that it’s sad that i can’t really really enjoy sex without being labeled, and that’s just so damn wrong.

then i went to make a cup of coffee because i think i might be in the midst of catching a cold.