I have a bit of an obsession with the timer. I do things in spurts of 15 min so I get myself motivated to do things instead of randomly pressing buttons on the computer as if I was actually convincing people I could work on the computer. (I’m not even sure what that last sentence was supposed to mean.)

Anyway, the timer makes me think of a story… I can’t remember who its by… about a machine that played a loud sound every so many min so that they couldn’t think about anything for too long. Does my brain clear out when the timer sounds? Would I know if it did?

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So I learned to squirt and I’m really excited to show people. I love how wet my pussy gets and how much guys love it. But it makes the bed all wet! I need latex sheets or something! *giggles*