*blue balls not included.
We had to pick up a few items at Walgreens:
Ultra-ribbed condoms
The Trojan vibrating (cock) ring
Tingling and warming lotions sampler package
And…
A large squeeky Mallard duck dog toy
Cuz you know, you don’t want the cashier looking at you all weird.
Apparently the drug store in itself was exciting enough, as we picked up some Arby’s, finished American Idol, and both crashed somewhere between CSI:New York and the local news. Ahh, bliss.
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This blog is about pursuit: a transplanted Clevelander (me) in a new city (that's you, Pittsburgh!), pursuing the role of a self-employed copywriter, becoming a roller derby badass and somehow merging all my to-do items into one ever-growing Bucket List.
And of MY boyfriend. His blue balls started this mess.
