For a few days there, it looked like I'd figured out how to contain the crying to my evening drives home. After last night, though, I suspect there just might be something about the 9 o'clock hour.
Shit's rough.
In semi-related news: Facebook is the mother effing DEVIL SPAWN OF ALL THAT IS EVIL AND WRONG.
In completely unrelated news: After I survive my first four-mile race Friday night, I'll be working the Planned Parenthood booth at Cooper Young Fest all day on Saturday. There will be lots of games involving condoms, trivia questions (who doesn't love trivia!?) and plenty of prizes to give away, almost all of which involve some type of free contraceptive device. Prophylactics can be fun! (Plus, you can get a free HIV test in just 20 minutes. Free! 20 minutes! Do it.)
cheers,
elizabeth
9.15.2011
here's to the small victories
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