Team Sleep's blog post - on being stuffed

hey randos,

so I am sitting here in a hotel room in a crappy northern Ontario town, pornin' it up. I am driving myself and all my earthly belongings from Ontario to British Columbia and seeing what I can get into on the way. the only problem is that my wigs somehow got buried in a pile of random crap. I went to find them and instead found a box of old trucker caps, broken walkie talkies, and vhs porn tapes from the 80s so that means I have nothing to wear to take photos... which means I won't be taking new photos anytime soon.

the other problem is that I had to really sit down and decide which things to toss. some stuff was easy -- clothes I never wear, random knickknacks, furniture I somehow inherited. other stuff was hard, like books. I totally forgot to bring any dvds, or exercise equipment, or things with which to decorate my new apartment. and with the stuff I did decide to keep, I had to try hard to fit everything together like a big puzzle in my tiny car.

I did keep my dildos. I ran into money problems last year and had to stop collecting for a while, but resumed this year with a vengeance. so now I have a box of maybe 20 dongs and vibes, most of them made by Tantus who are amazing.
the problem? they are in a box buried under other boxes, wedged into a corner of my car trunk till I move into my new apartment... a month from now.

particularly problematic after a night like tonight, which I spent drinking tea, chilling out after the stress of moving and driving long hours, and looking over the last hundred or so of Sphynx_lady's pics. damn.