The Vagina Dialogues

denise: hey what u gonna be for halloween?
denise: lets dress up this year!

quiettnt: yeah..
quiettnt: I always do

denise: here's my costume for this year (see pic)
denise: help me make it!

quiettnt: WHAT THE FUCKITY FUCK FUCK!!!
quiettnt: NOOOOO
quiettnt: is that a pad and a tampon???

denise: lol
denise: both
quiettnt: yucckkkk!!!!!

denise: its natural!

quiettnt: NOOOOOOOOOOOOO
quiettnt: shocked and apalled

denise: I am going to wear this costume and when people gross out , I will reply '" ITS NATURAL!! NOTHING TO BE ASHAMED OF!!"

quiettnt: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

denise: "Hey, I celebrate my period!!!"
denise: thats what i will say

quiettnt: OVER MY DEAD GORGEOUS BODY!!!

denise: okay how about we go as a team-costume?

quiettnt: ok

denise: you dress up as a vagina, and I will be a tampon!

quiettnt: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

denise: oh man, I am almost peeing from laughter
denise: im laughing at your reaction

quiettnt: WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU??

denise: LOL

quiettnt: no u wont wear it!!!! period!!!
quiettnt: LOL
quiettnt: period.. get it?

denise: lol ... you made a PUN!!

quiettnt: that is disgusting

denise: you are bloody witty!!! (ooh another pun!!)

Movie Line

There's a 70s movie line that says, "Love means never having to say you are sorry."

Before today, I was like, "Uh...ok, yeah sure."
But now I get it!

The ICU of the hopital doesn't provide guest anything but a hard, ugly chair in where I try to balance myself on. I couldn't leave my husband's side because I feel horrible anywhere else.

I've been a super-tough-postive bitch to George, and I hope he understands me -- it's kind of like tough-love stuff.

George starts this conversation before they pierce his chest with a main-line:

"Baby, in case I don't make it, I just want you to know that I am sorry for all the times that I was an asshole..."

I reply, "Shutup, don't you even go there, you don't even need to apologize...stop it!"

Now I really get the meaning of that movie line.
I really do.

Why Am I With Who I Am With Now, and Why I Was with With Who I Was With Before

Sorry, that was a ridiculous title, and I refuse to bother with editing today.

I was thinking about that law of attraction deal (no, I am not New Age or the like, but some of this "philosophy" is just good 'ole plain mental health and common sense). And what came to mind was how it could be applied to my realtionship choices.

What on earth was I thinking when I thought that the best thing for me was to sacrifice "my wants" with "what I thought was right." Basically, what I wanted was already assumed to be screwed-up, so just follow these rules: What counts is having someone who will just take care of everything, be a father to my kid, and to get as near to Leave-It-To-Beaver.

Don't get me wrong. I wanted to love. I wanted to please him and be ever so submissive in every department of wifehood. Perhaps the first 6-7 years, at least -- then the last 2-3, I unraveled into something else. And the last one I am blaming is my ex-husband.

I just see now, that I was in the time of my life where I was being super traditional and needing another "half" to myself. I wanted something so bad, that I took the first thing that came by and I became the little dog to my Alpha. I think the Alpha just really wanted a female, a sex-partner, and was willing to try to all the roles in the same way.

I think while I was with The Ex, I started secretly wishing. 0