smothered hope

My earlier spazolla was ... erm ... a little paranoid, yes? Anywho, I managed to add a period to the end of the screen name and all is well. The whole system of requiring a Yahoo! ID is complete bullshit, however. I had one, not all that long ago, in order to take part in a Yahoo!Group (which fizzled out about two weeks later), but Yahoo seems to deny knowing any of my personal information (unchanging things like my birthdate) besides my Hotmail address, where it sent the user ID, sans password. Ugh. No wonder I avoided getting a Ya-poo account for so long. (The Snotmail account, incidentally, is and always has been expressly for spam.)

My lady bits are broken. A-fucking-gain. I just visited a docotr, what? A month ago? Did the treatment? Cleared it all up? Now I'm in agony all over again. I grilled the man-friend to make sure all his tests were negative, he hadn't stuck anything from the backdoor into the main entrance, he hadn't used anything foolish as a lube that time in the shower (soap is bad, mmmkay?), he hadn't eaten nuclear waste before the festivities began, etc, etc. Survey says: my junk is just that. Can I get a factory recall on this shit?

Note to all women: if your doctor says it's "probably a yeast infection," "well, you lived with it this long, you can wait another week for the test results," or any other such blow-offery when you tell her/him what's bothering your lady bits, tell the bitch/goatrapist to go to hell.

Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go ~~insert ice cubes into my birth canal~~ find a militant women's health organization to join.

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previously on Smothered Hope:

unreal - 20.05.08
in which our narrator kinda just babbles on a bit - 15.05.08
drank several margaritas last night. they were great. - 04.05.08
spacey - 29.04.08
i will most definitely regret posting this in public - 28.04.08