This is a blog. This is NOT peer-reviewed. This is not science. The stories I tell are mine. For those of you who don't understand: These stories are told from my point of view. They are my opinion and only that. They are my memories, however I choose to remember and/or embellish them. The resemblance of characters in my stories to anyone in my life is not completely unintentional, however, I strive to protect their identities; because seriously, the shit they do and say is humiliating and stupid.

Oh...I'm telling these stories because my therapist thinks it'll help my mental and emotional well-being.

Monday, March 26, 2012

Did you say bare conference?

While at the bear conference, a biologist heard our story of Jasmine’s reenactment of a bear and decided to share his story.

He and a colleague were on a ferry when they met two women and struck up a conversation. When the women asked where they were headed, they said, “To a bear conference.”

The women lit up and said they too were going to the bare conference…

Then they proceeded to strip.
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