20 November 2014 @ 09:04 pm
Complicated Contraception  
Recently, Jenna and I have been talking about if Hare and I had a baby. lol I know that this is absolutely absurd and immature and probably calls my stability into question, but it has been a very amusing, comforting, creatively fruitful scenario. Yeah, I don't know why, but even my shriveled up motherly instincts flare for this guy. In real life, I have no intentions of having children any time soon, and I don't covet other people's babies, but Hare just makes me want his babyyyy. Neither of us is that attractive, so it's not as if I'd do it to have beautiful offspring. I just love him, so I'd want to keep his genes going -- and he'd be an adorable father if he were ever ready for it. Similarly, I might make a pretty good mother if I were ever ready for it. I can't believe I'm even entertaining this idea semi-publicly; it's so embarrassing and nonsensical: babies with nonexistent bunny men!

Whatever. So anyhoo, I'd be happy with a boy or a girl, but somehow it ended up being a girl named Harriet. Get it? Hare, Harriet? It's not my favorite girl's name by a long shot, but it reminds me of Harriet the Spy, who was my hero when I was a kid. I tried to be just like her (in fact, in our closet is still my yellow rain coat with a magnifying glass and a notepad in the pocket, preserved by my mother.)

So anyway, we've got a story about if Hare needed to have Harriet baby-sat. I was drawing for it this evening, and smiling and giggling and wanting this baby so badly that I came up with another story about wanting to get knocked up before I could even establish good contact with Hare (as if I may find Wonderland some day but fumble with mirror travel first.)



[7:05:55 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: I just had this ridiculous image,
[7:06:10 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: of hare's hand reaching through the mirror
[7:06:32 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: with a sperm bank container
[7:06:39 PM] Phantomwise: XD
[7:06:41 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: like he can't visit, but
[7:06:44 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: he can send his sperm over
[7:07:02 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: "WILL THIS EVEN WORK?!" I shout at the mirror
[7:07:14 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: "WILL IT BE SOME MUTANT CHILD?!"
[7:07:20 PM] Phantomwise: xD
[7:07:52 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: his hand turns up and shakes as if to say "I-I don't know"
[7:08:33 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: "I'LL TRY IT ANYWAY," I say
[7:08:37 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: and he does a thumbs up
[7:08:58 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: so I go to my doctor, and I'm like "listen, I want to get pregnant"
[7:09:07 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: "im-PREG-nated" I enunciate
[7:09:10 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: and I hand over the sperm
[7:09:18 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: "w-what is this?" the doctor asks
[7:09:29 PM] Phantomwise: "my baby"
[7:09:35 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: "baby juice"
[7:09:40 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: "from my man"
[7:09:51 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: "um..."
[7:10:33 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: "Um, there's a much less expensive way you can do this.."
[7:10:43 PM] Phantomwise: xD
[7:11:19 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: "I know, but that option just isn't available to me. We're um... too busy to have sex."
[7:11:50 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: "Well make the time. This is a highly unnecessary procedure," he says, and he sends me home.
[7:11:59 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: I go to the mirror and say:
[7:12:12 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: "Listen, Hare, you got your hand through. Next time, put in your dick."
[7:12:35 PM] Phantomwise: XD
[7:12:35 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: "We'lll figure this out. I'll do it standing up if I have to."
[7:13:32 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: Eventually he reaches through with a note.
[7:14:31 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: "I don't completely understand this mirror thing, Jennifer. I'm not risking my dick getting lost in another dimension."
[7:14:52 PM] Phantomwise: XDDDD
[7:15:01 PM] Phantomwise: welll, that's reasonable, I guess
[7:15:17 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: "But you would risk your hand, or your entire arm?!"
[7:15:38 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: "Yes, but a dick is too much."
[7:18:13 PM] Phantomwise: brb I got to feed the dogs
[7:23:31 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: I'm going to continue so you have something to read when you get back!
[7:24:01 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: We continue to argue. I don't even realize my mother has come home, so she hears me screaming "I just want your dick for like five minutes!"
[7:24:14 PM] Phantomwise: I'm back
[7:24:42 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: no dice, no dick
[7:24:53 PM] Phantomwise: HAH
[7:24:54 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: I go back to the doctor.
[7:26:05 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: "Listen, doc, I'm begging you. We tried to do it the old fashioned way but m-my.. my boyfriend is having performance anxiety. He just can't come while I'm there."
[7:27:14 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: "Then I think he should speak to his doctor. There might be counseling available to him under his insurance that-"
[7:27:41 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: "NO, SERIOUSLY. No matter how you slice it, this isn't going to work out."
[7:28:10 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: The doctor throws up his hands.
[7:28:43 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: "We're going to need proper documentation and to work with his doctor's office."
[7:28:54 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: I get all shifty eyed.
[7:29:03 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: "So what, do I just need papers or something?"
[7:29:30 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: "Yes, and contact information."
[7:29:36 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: "Well, see, he's out of country."
[7:30:18 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: "Then how'd you get ahold of his sperm?"
[7:30:31 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: "He sent it to me in the mail."
[7:30:40 PM] Phantomwise: XD
[7:33:48 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: The doctor is tempted to excuse himself and explain this story to his colleagues, but he knows the information is confidential.
[7:34:05 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: "We are still going to need his insurance information."
[7:34:13 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: "H-He doesn't have insurance, actually."
[7:34:54 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: The appointment is unsuccessful yet again. I go back to the mirror, BEGGING for his dick.
[7:35:04 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: "IT'S THE ONLY WAY."
[7:35:05 PM] Phantomwise: xD
[7:35:57 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: Back in Wonderland, Hare is avoiding talking to me. He's over at Hatter's venting about it. "She won't stop asking me to put my dick in the mirror!"
[7:36:43 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: "I'd put my dick in," Hatter says.
[7:36:53 PM] Phantomwise: XDDD
[7:36:57 PM] Phantomwise: yes he would
[7:44:00 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: "But aren't you worried about it getting lost?!" Hare asks, swishing his hands. Hatter just scrunches his shoulders.
[7:44:11 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: "That's half the excitement of it."
[7:44:41 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: "Besides, who says I won't find it again?"
[7:47:08 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: "Well.. I... I'd do it if I felt confident about it coming back. I mean, she REALLY wants this baby. Something about the clock ticking?"
[7:47:19 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: "Do you think that... maybe you could put your dick in and see if it comes back?"
[7:48:03 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: Hatter scratches his chin. "Well, I guess."
[7:48:11 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: Later that day, I get a note from Hare.
[7:48:21 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: "Jennifer, Hatter's going to put his dick through," it says.
[7:48:39 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: "WHAT?!!! I DON'T WANT TO GET KNOCKED UP BY HATTER, YOU IDIOT."
[7:48:59 PM] Phantomwise: XD
[7:55:05 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: Hatter's a little bit offended that not everybody in the world wants to multiply with him, even though he understands why not.
[7:55:39 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: "He just wants to see if his dick will come back in one piece. Balls and everything."
[7:56:01 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: "I don't want his balls coming through into my bedroom. No thank you."
[7:56:24 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: "It'll be really quick, just don't look!" He says.
[7:57:15 PM] Phantomwise: xD
[7:57:56 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: I'm absolutely not willing to let this happen until Hare starts writing that he's nervous. Then I somehow find my sympathy. I tell Hatter to get on with it, cross my arms, and turn around.
[7:58:03 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: "Alright, Hatter."
[7:58:19 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: Hatter's surprised we actually agreed to let him do it. His hand hovers over his zipper.
[7:58:48 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: "Well this is lame. I'm not even doing it with anybody."
[7:58:59 PM | Edited 7:59:02 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: Hare's about ready to flip a table. "YOU SAID YOU WANTED TO DO IT."
[7:59:51 PM] Phantomwise: XDDDDDDDDDDDDDddd
[8:00:00 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: Hatter sputters as Hare goes on. "What, did you want to have sex with my girlfriend?!"
[8:03:20 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: He's not sure what to say, so he unzips his pants and reaches in. "NO, wait a minute, I change MY mind!" Hare shouts.
[8:04:38 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: Hatter scrunches up his lips. "Hare, it's not like that at all! I swear, I'm just doing this for you."
[8:06:42 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: I keep waiting for it to be over, but apparently they're just over there having a highly sensitive conversation. I glance over my shoulder with a terrified expression, hoping my curiosity doesn't end with me seeing something I will never be able to unsee.
[8:06:56 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: The disembodied dick of my lover's best friend.
[8:07:40 PM] Phantomwise: the disembodied dick in your mirror
[8:08:01 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: XD
[8:08:33 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: No dice, no dick, yet again.
[8:09:47 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: Eventually, I'm just sitting in the corner of my room holding up the jar of sperm. I wonder... "is there an expiration date on this stuff?"
[8:10:08 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: Do I ask Hare "can you send me new sperm?"
[8:10:37 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: I find a turkey baster and contemplate it.
[8:13:38 PM] Mrs. Bouncy Ears: "Maybe I'll do impregnation the black market way."

To be continued...
 
 
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cloudsinvenice[personal profile] cloudsinvenice on November 21st, 2014 07:38 pm (UTC)
OH MY GOD LET ME TELL YOU ABOUT ME AND HARRIET THE SPY.

So I read it at an impressionable age (9 is second only to 33 in impressionability) and of course, being kind of a social failure I picked up the idea of writing down everything in a notebook but somehow did not internalise the possibility that, like Harriet, I would have my notebook read by one of my classmates. So I'd written "If [so-and-so] doesn't stop looking so domineering, guess who's gonna throw up?", and in my absence this had been found and read, but fortunately the other kids didn't know what "domineering" meant.

babies with nonexistent bunny men!

I come from Vampire Chronicles fandom. This does not remotely faze me.
cloudsinvenice[personal profile] cloudsinvenice on November 21st, 2014 09:55 pm (UTC)
R here...

I had a quick look on The Internet, and apparently a pair of bunnies can get up to 8 x 1 to 12 baby bunnies per year. That's 96 baby bunnies.
Now, since only one of you is a rabbit, that still makes 48 bunnie-humans (bunmans? bunmen?)...

I just thought you should know before there's any hoppityhop...
[identity profile] ladybows-fs.livejournal.com on November 21st, 2014 10:47 pm (UTC)
LOL Before I hippityhop!

I'm not sure if it makes a difference if he's a hare instead of a rabbit, but your math assumes we're going to get pregnant twelve times a year! At the most, I could only have four children in a year, though I'm not counting on it. ;D
cloudsinvenice[personal profile] cloudsinvenice on November 22nd, 2014 09:48 pm (UTC)
I don't really like children... Unfortunately, children like me. I'm kind of like the Toddler Whisperer, or something...

Something else: "Neither of us is that attractive" - don't write such things too often, or you might start believing it! Also, attractive is very subjective - what attracts one person puts another person off.

-R

Edited 2014-11-22 09:48 pm (UTC)
[identity profile] ladybows-fs.livejournal.com on November 21st, 2014 10:51 pm (UTC)
OMG the same thing happened to me! My mom read my diary and told me to say sorry to my sister for wishing she was dead. Whoops.
cloudsinvenice[personal profile] cloudsinvenice on November 21st, 2014 10:56 pm (UTC)
I'm actually starting to wonder if there's some kind of subconscious tension, in diary-keeping, between wanting it to be secret and the possibility of it being found...
[identity profile] ladybows-fs.livejournal.com on November 21st, 2014 11:01 pm (UTC)
I think LJ satisfies that dilemma. It's a secret, but not to everybody... And you may suddenly decide someone else is privy to it, and they about you to theirs. (if that last part makes any sense)