Tuesday, November 25, 2008

Hopefully NOT the fickle hand of fate.

This morning as I groggily pushed my birth control pill from its protective bubble package it flew out as though propelled by numerous warp drives.
Pichooooo! it richocheteed off the planter, to the counter where it bounced off the counter and ploonk, right into the toilet.

I feel like to odds of this occurrence are something like 3 bazillion to 1. So I took tomorrow’s pill today and will continue along that path till the pack is done, but part of me can’t help but feel that I am somehow DOOMED.


Ferretnick said...

Well, obviously... NO SEX FOR YOU!

But then, that hasn't exactly been an issue with your predilection for Tom Selleck and NKOTB lately, has it?

(Awww, I kid! You know that right?)

qtilla said...

Ah then my secret lover is safe from suspicion! Bwahahaha!