In between attempting to post about my trip (next up: South Carolina!), I visited Grrl's blog, which I've been missing terribly. I read her latest post, no problem, and then went to comment on it. BEEP! The hotel computer I'm using threw up a big red box that said "PAGE BLOCKED!! This page contains material that may be harmful to children! The forbidden word is "FUCKED!"
So, um, I can't read Grrl's comments because there's a bad word in them, but you're perfectly happy to show me what that word is? So, like, if my hypothetical kid* were trying to get to a dirty page, she'd be blocked, but you'd be happy to tell her that the page includes "hot chocolate scat enema stories?"** Righto.
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* Ha! Hypothetical kid. Like that's ever going to happen. Ha ha.
** No doubt I'm going to get some very cool keyword hits off that last paragraph. For all of you that got here looking for enema stories, believe me, I like them as much as the next girl, but I just don't have anything for you.
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About Me
- Queenjulie
- North Carolina, United States
- I was a book editor who realized what I really wanted to do was stick needles in people, so I left publishing and started nursing school. This is the story of my journey toward becoming an RN.
Today's Lunch
Probably macaroni and cheese, or maybe soup. It's cold, rainy, hot soup kind of day.
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