TMI
Okay, so:
- I was raised by hippies.
- I’m totally narcissistic.
- I’m a little bit of a hypochondriac.
Do the math, and it shouldn’t come as a surprise that I’m endlessly fascinated by my own menstrual cycle!
Luckily, there’s mymonthlycycles.com, the menstruation tracker! You can set it up so you get an email that says, perhaps, “RIPE WOMB” when you’re about to ovulate, and “THE CURSE” when Aunt Flo is on her way. And, if you can deal with the incredibly frustrating interface–did a bunch of dames program that shit, or what?–it will keep track of all your various symptoms, and maybe, like, predict when you’re going to get your monthly migraine. Pretty sweet.
Still and all, the cornerstone of my entire personality is that I am a squeamish prude! Remember the time I left that comment on Gawker criticizing a girl for recounting some gynecological nightmare, and everyone went all flame-war on me, and assumed I was a dude? (Take my word for it: one of my finest moments.)
Hence, I’m a little weirded out by my obsession with swampy ladyland. Who am I, anyway?
Then I log in to MyMonthlyCycles and am met with this poll.
And I’m like ACK! GAG! VOMIT! GROSS!
Phew.
2 Responses to “TMI”
1 Firecracker 15 May 2007 @ 4:38 pm
sick.
2 "rory" 19 May 2007 @ 1:45 am
other.
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