thanksgiving stuffing

[currently listening to: ian ritchie & cat - corto maltese]

holy crap. this diva cup business is dangerous but I'm determined to persevere. jamming the damn thing up one's privates is like wrestling a huge ass rubber alligator into a little hole. the cup actually collects menstrual blood quite neatly and there's little numbers on the side of the cup that tell you volume measurements. but freaking hell... fishing the damn thing out is a hella arduous task because if one squeezes around those vaginal muscles around, the cup kinda gets slurped up further. having long-ish nails isn't too great either because in the process of stuffing, it's so easy to accidently pinch at sensitive lip parts. Anyways, I also wanted to say that there are funky squishy slurping noises while pulling the thing out... it's like a quasi wet birthing process.

so HOT.

i'll give it 3 more cycles and if I still can't perfect this stuffing process, I'm turning back to pads and fricking tampons. yaaaaay staphylococcus. >: (