...with condoms. yep, condoms. didn't use to have a problem with them. in fact, i had a very nice working relationship with them. they kept me safe from babies and stds, and i kept them in a box, safe from the claws of the fail ninja. never really had any issues except for maybe putting one on backwards and having to start over again. but recently, something has changed. i don't know if they are rebelling from suddenly being overworked, or for some reason being kept in a shoebox is no longer making them happy, but condoms have decided that they hate me lately. within the last month i have had two of them break and one of them decided to play hide and seek. which has meant i have needed to buy the plan b pill far too much in the last few weeks. and that can get pretty damn pricey. and the condoms themselves weren't cheep either, because i always use the good brands. but they insist on being stupid, and for for this i have fired condoms. assuming certain tests come back negative, i don't plan on using them again for a very long time. so it's back on the pill for me. which means more sex in more places, no pms, and two day periods. so overall, a win/win situation if you ask me. but now i have a shit ton of condoms just laying around that aren't going to be doing anything. but a friend of mine has come up with a great solution on how to remedy this problem: balloon animals.
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