Chatroulette

Last night the boyfriend decided last night to check out the new Chatroulette service, just to see what it's about. Apparently, it's about penises. Lots and lots and lots of penises. From everywhere, apparently. It was a little disturbing after a bit. I mean, sure, you like your business and all, but must you put it out there for all to see? And if you're looking for something that you and said penis can have fun with, you're in the wrong place, because out of the many screens that he clicked through very quickly, almost all of them were more penises. So, unless that's your thing, which I'm guessing if you're one of those guys that we saw with your business out there on the internet, you're not, you're sort of out of luck. There were two really nice girls from Norway who seemed a.) normal, and b.) not naked, but that's about it. Oh, and one guy playing his guitar who was also not naked. But otherwise, I would skip it unless you're curious, which is cool since we were too, or you're really into penises. Because, as one guy put it, after we asked "seriously though, why?", there's apparently not much else to do when you're up at 2 a.m. and chatting with random strangers. Penises ahoy!

VD

For anyone but me, the following is probably one of those "you had to be there" moments. That's fine. Let me just reassure you that I am not a freak, my best friend was not a stalker, and the whole thing was a joke. Now that we've gotten that out of the way...

Probably the most amusing Valentine's gift I ever got was from my best friend at the time. He was one of those weird artsy kids that all high schools have, and I just loved him to pieces. Anyway, I got home on February 14th, junior year of high school to find my mother rather horrified, sitting at the kitchen table with a large ball jar containing: 1 pig's heart, several Barbie doll parts, and topped with a note reading "If I can't have you no one can." Awww, thanks Doug. You're the bestest.

Honestly though, for someone who despises VDay as much as I do, it was probably the best present ever.

You Can't Unring the Bell

I know, but I'm gonna try like hell.