This post is brought to you by John Mayer. And some guys illustrations. And a lot of blood apparently. Weird.
So I took out my voice recorder and said, “Hymen, sex, Hoyt, Jessica.”
I placed it back into my bag and promptly forgot about it, until as I was leaving the library with a stack of children’s books I ran into the door with my purse, (which is an often occurence) the stupid thing went off, on top volume,
“Hymen, sex, Hoyt, Jessica.”
I glanced around trying to make it look like I didn’t know where the sound was coming from and hoping that the scary librarian with the yellow hair would assume it was some punk kid from the school across the street.
When I looked up voice recorders I found this. I don’t know what it has to do with voice recorders but I secretly want one, just wear around. I totally thing have a thing for hats and this would really add to my collection.