Feb 06, 2007 11:57
Everybody whose blog I read seems to have sex on teh brain these days. Pilgrimgirl, and John with an H, and Catbonny, and all those people I interact with on a more or less regular basis.
Sex on the brain. Is that like having Georgia on my mind? Or water on the knee? Or some other dumbass malady from the game of Operation?
So, you know, what the heck. I guess I'll toss out my own ideas on the topic. It's either that, or I talk about the unstable player whom I had to toss out of my gaming group on account of all kinds of abusive and excessive behavior, and whom I fear will initiate a violent physical confrontation this coming Sunday. So let's talk about sex instead.
But that means I'd have to know what my ideas are first.
Maybe I could take a break to play an online version of Operation.
Man, what a stupid game. Why did I ever play this? I think I lived in mortal dread of that damn buzzer for a certain interminable period of my youth.
Okay. Sex. Let's talk about sex, baby. Let's talk about you and me. Let's talk about all the good things and the bad things that can be.
Gentle reader. Gentle reader, gentle reader, gentle reader.
You know what? Forget it. Let's not talk about sex right now. I'm not in the mood.
What do you want to talk about, gentle reader?
Hmmm? Yeah, that's what I thought.
I think I need to sleep for a while.
Kthxbai.