the thing is, i have no frakking idea where the damn thing came from. i haven't done anything that would involve a condom (at my apartment) in, well, let's just say it's been a while. and you see, the condom wasn't there in this photo from may.
so, sometime after may 5, this condom showed up on my coffee table. it's really confusing me. i even checked the condoms i have in my medicine cabinet, and it doesn't match those. (and i need to get rid of them, anyway, because they expired last year.) and i didn't get any condoms when i went to get tested for chlamydia in mid-november; all i got was a bruise on my left arm, some unneeded antibiotics, and a clean bill of sexual health.
the only possible thing i can think of is that i was visited by the condom fairy. there's a condom fairy, right?
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