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Get some sleep you'll feel better in the morning.

Hi serena. I don't think that there are any rules, per se, but folks generally seem to keep posts to one paragraph on the front page. The rest usually goes in the "more inside" dealie.

Sorry to hear about the, er, burning... coochie. Um. I have no advice regarding that. Good luck though.

I'm going to write my essay about you.

Hopefully you learned your lesson this time and won't let Charro fall asleep while smoking anymore. Burning coochies are no laughing matter.

Issue 1 - burning coochie: Make sure that you wear cotton underwear and no underwear at night to let the area breath. Do not wear tight trousers. Keep up with taking the healthy bacteria, you might also look at what extra foods can help with this. Putting yogurt down there can help as well.

Issue 2 - lack of available men: Put profiles up on different friends/dating sites. Take up a new activity - like golf or fishing. Don't disregard younger men.

Issue 3 - desire for baubles: You are just trying to distract yourself from feeling bad. For a quicker fix try a face mask or beauty treatment.

Issue 4 - babbling: http://www.blogger.com

Please do it, mullac. Please?
But i have to warn you: admission offices really frown on comedy. Really. No, really. You have to be deadly serious.

DO IT.

Yes, i sent out some wacky, whackity essays. Hoo, boy.

THE LIGHT.
IT BURNS.

COOCHIE COOCHIE COO.

This is hysterical. can we keep it?

re: yeast -- try a combo of probiotics (active culture yoghurt) and oregon grape root.

re: no goodlooking guys over 35 -- yea i hear ya. beyond a certain age, men are like parking spaces: taken, handicapped or way the fuck out there.

you can always just do like me and rob the cradle.

kidding. mostly.

How long do you want to babble?

Can't help you with the woman parts thing, never having mastered them myself. There must be good looking guys over 35 out there - look somewhere else, which should also solve your bauble needing problem. As for somewhere to babble - you've found it. Yeah use the [MI] button to relegate most of longer posts to the inside bit, though. I fixed it for you this time, but don't let it happen again ;-)

Hey, it just occurred to me that maybe you could use your yeast to make some unique beer. No? OK, perhaps not such a good idea after all.

Hoochie Coochie Man

The Gypsy Woman told my mother,
Before I was born,
I gotta boy childs' comin',
He's gonna be a son of a gun,
He gonna make pretty womens,
Jump and shout,
Then the world wanna know,
What's it all about.
Cuz you know I'm

him,
Everybody knows I'm him,
Well you know the
Hoochie Coochie Man,
Every body knows I him.


I got a black cat bone,
I got a mojo too,
I got the John the Conqueroo,
I'm gonna mess with you,
I'm gonna make you girls,
Lead me by my hand,
Then the world will know,
The Hoochie Coochie Man.
But you know I'm

him,
Everybody knows I'm him,
Well you know the
Hoochie Coochie Man,
Every body knows I him.

On the seventh hours,
On the seventh day,
On the seventh month,
The seven doctors say,
He was born for good luck,
And that you'll see,
I got seven hundred dollars,
And don't you mess with me.
But you know I'm

him,
Everybody knows I'm him,
Well you know the
Hoochie Coochie Man,
Every body knows I him.

On preview: dg, it's been done. I'm not going to google it from work, but trust me, it's been done.

PS - I ganked that transcription from here.

i'm hoping it is actually rye fungus.
i'm not terribly well acquainted with the yeastie beasties but it's never done anything like that to me.

This post is making me itchy.
It's spreading! Fuck!

...it's been done ...
So it has. I'm not sure whether to be disgusted or curious. Actually, that's not true - I'm definitely curious, although I don't drink beer. Now, if she could do the same thing with cider ...

Yeah, that's the woman I was thinking of. I just couldn't remember her name.

Given that her work "specializes in combining food, sex, and squeamishness", it's entirely possible that those oak chips never went anywhere other than into the secondary fermenter. The piece was more about people's reactions to drinking "OPB" than the beer itself.

Then again, it's also possible that she was telling the truth, in which case the only real unknown is how the wild yeast might have affected the flavor of the beer. The alcohol would have killed off anything truly nasty, so all you're left with is some (potentially) funky beer. Given the x factor in going down on someone for the first time, chances are you've had something worse in your mouth.

Did I just type that? Now I'll really never be president.

Just say you never inhaled - you'll be fine. You've got my vote.

If I could favorite loneranger's post, I honestly would.

Just say you never inhaled ...
Or, if things went as well as they should, swallowed. You'd still have my vote. You know, if I could vote.

re: no goodlooking guys over 35 -- yea i hear ya. beyond a certain age, men are like parking spaces: taken, handicapped or way the fuck out there.

Hey, just because we're half dead and crazy, doesn't mean we can't read. Besides, have you read the Women Looking For Men sections? It's a two way street.

A vote for bmarkey is a vote for fun.

re: no goodlooking guys over 35

I would never say that about you girls over 35.

I read "mmm yeast, I'm hungry" and thought that this might be a post on home baking. How wrong I was.

And here I thought my foodie post about dog soup and testicles was slightly over the line.

where can I babble as long as I want and know people are reading and I'll get a response fairly soon?

I guess you've come to the right place :-)

No good looking men over 35...
Too many picky women over 35, is what I say.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm gonna try sleeping without a pillow. Because that's what you normal folk do.

(Hey, let me introduce you to my spin instructor.)

As to the burning parts, along with the other advice, stop eating sugar and simple carbs for a little while. They make it worse.