today is my fifth mensiversary

Yup, mensiversary. Which means two things happend today: I celebrated my fifth month out of the hospital and I learned what a 1-month “anniversary” is called. Technically, I’m supposed to review the past 30 days and take stock of rad things I’ve done. And I’ve been busy so I thought, for my first recognition of the pneumonia mensiversary, I would by new freediving fins. Had I realized how expensive sweet freediving fins can be I might have considered treating myself to dinner or buying 12 pairs of climbing shoes instead. But never mind that; you can’t put a price on happiness. My C4 Falcon 80’s will be here in a week. And yes, they’re carbon fiber. Rad.


  1. Bob, thanks for the comment!That’s so weird, I was just thinking about pussies. It’s been a while, bro. I’ve been waiting to run in to you climbing… er, I mean out running. Or walking around. Yeah, maybe I should just call. Different hobbies now, I guess. I mean, I don’t suck cock so I’ll never run in to you at the dick farm. Well, we’ll catch up next time I’m in your couch’s neighborhood. I’ll see you anyways, maybe you won’t be able to talk – you know, with a dick in your mouth. Bitch.

  2. men•ses pl.n. (used with a sing. or pl. verb) The monthly flow of blood and cellular debris from the uterus that begins at puberty in women and the females of other•si•ver•sa•ry n.What happens when Elijah gets a sex change in an overextended hospital stay, evidenced to others by his subsequent celebration of either significant or insignificant events on a monthly basis in ways that only women can either justify or understand.

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