http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/littlegirlblue/In my life, a rough calculation assumes that I have smoked 80,000 cigarettes. My god, that's a lot of nicotine. And with that many cigarettes, you know I've got to have some good stories. Perhaps you've already heard some of them. LittleGirlBlue is back with a (bunch of) brand-new bang(s). hourly12000-01-01T12:00+00:00http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/littlegirlblue/565857... In 2004, after a failed first attempt at drying out, my brother's mom had told him he had one more chance on her dime and sent him to rehab and then to a halfway house in SoCal where he flourished. Seriously. I saw him in July 2004 and he broke my heart. I saw him in 2006, and I don't ever remember feeling so overwhelmed, happy, relieved and grateful all at once. I knew he had slipped a few times in the past year but had no idea that he was again using heroin. So to think of him laying in...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/littlegirlblue/564918This time of year ended up holding a couple important anniversaries for me -- not all meant to be celebrated. It's been four years since I boarded a plane at JFK with three duffel bags, $700 and a place to stay with a boy I really liked. If you've been around here long enough, you know why I got on that plane and how graceful my grand exit from the East Coast was (it wasn't). The friend who I headed West to be with, well, we're living together now in the North Bay. It's been a ride - for sure....http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/littlegirlblue/479889Not so long ago, we lost (what we thought at the time) was a great roommate. There was no falling out - she didn't hate us and we didn't hate her. She just wanted to move down the hill a little closer to her boyfriend to a slightly cheaper room. Not having any lack of love for a departing roommate makes replacing them extremely bittersweet. You don't want to see them go although you're excited by the possibility of making your home an even more awesome place to be. Originally, we all thought...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/littlegirlblue/478929It's been one hell of a week. My hooha is all healed, thankfully and back in full wrecking ball mode. Despite Denis' repeated calls, I've continued to ignore him, although part of me feels like I have something to "prove" and must sleep with him again without any emergency medicine personnel involved to rectify the situation. It probably will not happen though. Spent Friday, Saturday and Sunday morning helping Spenser move from the City to the Burbs, which was not my intention but I felt good...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/littlegirlblue/477299Chica down south is on the mend. After the hell that was last week and all the anxiety that went along with worrying about my poor cookie, things are looking way up. The bleeding has finally started to taper off and is starting to resemble the stuff it should look like once a month and the pain is all gone. I felt good enough on Saturday to even go for a motorcycle ride with Greg. We took it slow through the city at first to see if my cooch would be able to handle straddling the bike and the...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/littlegirlblue/476616So I have a "friend," lets call him Mike. Mike was sort of instrumental in my breakup from Spenser is showing me everything that was lacking in my relationship. Basically, a person to go out on the town with, stay up all night with and have fun. Yeah, you can guess what happened eventually. My appointment at the gyno this morning went well. They did a really thorough (less painful) exam and decided that the blood is coming from my uterus but not from a tear. Rather, they're hypothesizing that...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/littlegirlblue/476333Oh, my poor broken vagina. A comedy, a tragedy, a life lesson and my first trip to the ER (that was warranted). My slightly older female friend started nagging me yesterday to go to the Urgent Care Center to get things checked out, as my hoo-ha still hurt and was still bleeding. I did so more to appease her than out of any actual concern for my well-being. The urgent care center is like the non-emergency room. For people who either don't have regular doctors or who can't get in to see their...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/littlegirlblue/475828So to make a very long, medically sort of gross story short: Irishman hurt my va-j-j on Saturday night. Sunday, ouchies but no bleeding. Yesterday, later in the day noticed a little bit of bleeding (of course, not until after Greg got here... I Know, I know - I had no business thinking of doing the nasty in my current state but I never turn down a free ride... obviously). And no, I wasn't dumb enough to have sex, although I thought about it and did find a way to 'get mine' without jostling...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/littlegirlblue/475612I'm sort of casually spoiled. I know, it sounds like a contradiction and I assure you that I am. I don't know quite how to describe my demands on people - but its pretty simple. I come to expect what I'm used to from a given person. If I'm used to flakiness and last-minute "Wanna hang out?" phone calls then I'm cool with that. If I'm used to attention and awesome motorcycle rides and prompt arrivals and behavior that indicates that I am the Goddess I know I am, then I come to expect that....http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/littlegirlblue/475526Or has there been a replacement? Is there room enough for two on BlogIt? I bet I can out-slut her or him... no need for gender inequality in this day and age. In other news I am still out-of-commission below the belt, which is unfortunate because I have a cuddle/movie/blog date with a man I actually somewhat adore (at least adore as much as I can right now) and who is better and dare I say more gentle in bed than a certain well-endowed drunken Irishman from my past. Or I guess he's in the...