Stories from Down Below

A recollection of ridiculous misadventures-- better known as my sex life.

Notes

One of these things is not like the other.

In 2007, I started this blog to use as a sounding board for all of the things I couldn’t say out loud. At the time, I was just beginning a three-month-long celibacy vision quest. And, as a result, I was quite literally going out of my mind. At 20, when I began this, I had already racked up too many awkward sexual moments to deal with on my own. So, I decided to blog about them. After about six posts, I kind of gave up. My vision quest ended on a lonely night around Thanksgiving. 

But, alas, I’m back. It’s 2010, and I’m still that awkward girl of 3 years ago. Sometimes, my life is so ridiculous, that I cannot believe it’s real. So, in an effort to convince myself—that this is, in fact, my life— I’m blogging again. And, this time— I’ll be reminiscing about every horrible date, mortifying sexual situation, and all the bouts of self-loathing that follow. Lucky you.

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And now, the conversation that inspired this new vision-quest…

Mom: “You should make a cartoon strip, like that Cathy’s World.”

Me: “You mean, Cathy?”

Mom: “Yeah! Aack! Sounds just like you.”

Me: “Grrreat.