For days I’ve been trying to figure out what I could write on the subject of Christmas. For some single people it’s depressing due to having to face family members who ask why you’re still single. I don’t get that. My family knows why I’m single. I have been quite vocal about the men I have met and why nothing seems to materialize from it all.
Today is Boxing Day and I’m quite sure the stores were rampant with people buying more crap they don’t need just because it’s on sale. I even ranted a bit about consumerism and commercialism on Facebook.
It wasn’t until I got an e-mail from a sex store that I realized there really was something that I needed. I was reminded of this e-mail because I posted on Facebook about my Christmas tree full of gifts. I had wanted to comment something to the effect, “Not in picture: The batteries I bought for myself.” I ended up posting the comment to Twitter since it can handle raunchy better than Facebook can.
My point…I did do a little shopping….and only because I’ve noticed that my “old reliable” isn’t as reliable as it once was. I’m sure there are ladies out there who have had the momentary panic of nothing happening when you press that button and think, “SHIT! What am I going to do now?” We fiddle with it for a few minutes and make sure the batteries are in there correctly and nothing is bent (in a bad way) and finally it fires up. Not a good feeling. I’m totally serious.
I guess I’ll see what happens in 4 to 7 business days.