Losing You

Looks like my estimate of a month was wildly optimistic; the second nipple ring's going to be out before the weekend's over at the rate it's going. It's not outside the realm of possibility that it'll pop tonight, in fact. At least I'll get to stop worrying about it.

And, of course, my period is starting, just in time for the weekend which is when I generally get laid. Sometimes being female is less fun than one might hope. On the other hand at least I don't have to mess around with maintaining my place in the male hierarchy at all times, so it's fair enough.