Today is de-lurking day. So, if you read, but you haven’t ever, or don’t usually, say anything in response… this day is YOUR day. It’s a holiday just for you!

Now to the game results:

Bella, you guessed number one. But I did hear lickety-split as an adjective. I was commenting about the quickness of a Kodak print making machine and the guy said, “Yup, it’s a lickety-split machine!” Ha. I thought it fantastic!

Misty and tj, you voted for Sally. She did exist, she was a charming spaniel of some sort.

Mr Fish, and RZV, you say that I surely cannot have Hobbit feet. But the thing is, I totally do. I was about ten when I read The Hobbit first, and the description of the feet, it resonated with me. I have Hobbit feet, I thought. Hair on my toes? Check. Leathery soles? Check again. Until the movies came out, I’ve only met one person that knew what I meant when I spoke about Hobbit feet.

RZF, I don’t think it’s too hard to believe that I wasn’t all that nice in school. I’m not all that nice now. I just no longer feel the need to tell people how stupid they are, I figure they know all ready.

Alex and tj, number five, all true. Although, I wasn’t entirely alone at the time. I couldn’t tell you what Catch 22 is about without looking it up, but Mr. Heller must be given credit for connotations of the very good at the mere mention of his book.

Alex, twelve is true. But it was an accident. I left early and got home late. I’m the kind of girl that puts on her pajamas as soon as she gets home. But when I am not home? I love heels… my limit just happened to be surpassed yesterday.

Bibi and Smizzo, you WIN! PussReboots, you hoped, so I think that you might qualify as a winner, too. So ladies, I’ll send you a little prize if you send me your address!

Number four, a complete lie. None of it is true. I’m more of a team player. I don’t have the ambition necessary to work well without supervision. Even with the best intentions I usually lose interest before the project is complete. Also, faking it would be IMPOSSIBLE for me. If I’m not really digging it, I can’t even muster heavy breathing. It’s just not my style.

All of this was inspired from a recent conversation I only semi-participated in… but it kind of blew me away all the same. I didn’t know that masturbtion was such a common, and loved, occurrence in the lives of women. Both single and in relationships. I just assumed that since I’m not a huge fan, that other women weren’t either. Also, I’ve never known woman that spoke so freely about it before. Guys do, but not a lot of girls do. Talk about it, that is.

Then I heard stories about not having orgasms until they were in their 30’s. Can you freakin’ imagine? Are some people just less prone, or are they choosing bedmates lacking in important technique? Am I lucky because I can come, or because I happen across people that know how to help things along? It doesn’t really matter the why’s and the how’s, just that it happens. Or rather doesn’t happen. What a drag.