From: [identity profile] rowaine.livejournal.com


WOO! congrats, sweetie :)

and i'm really cheering for ya. honest. but now i've also gotta do the mommy thing and tell ya: no matter how much you enjoy the sport, no more bareback riding for choc *scold*

gotta take care of yourself, doll. bunches of people would miss you!

From: [identity profile] outsideth3box.livejournal.com


Good. Way, way good.

And now, because I lived in SF from 1979 through 1991, I *have* to say this:

There has never been an orgasm in the history of the universe that was worth *dying* for, honey. Please try to remember that.

Please?

From: [identity profile] pronaea.livejournal.com


It's really amazing what a relief it is, even when you're pretty sure you weren't exposed, isn't it?

I remember the first time I was tested, back when I was coming out of my young and careless phase. A friend and I went on the buddy system - really the best way, you've got someone to angst with, who knows exactly what's going through your mind because it's going through his/her mind too. I had cut out the risky behavior about the time my cousin was dxed, but it took awhile before I worked up to getting tested.

Now? Well it's become a bit of a habit, really, and holds only a little more suspense than the pregnancy test they insist on giving me every time I go to the Gyn. I still get tested, though.

Yay for negativity! :)
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