back in chicago.
staying indoors and cursing the snow.
also attempting to write my five page art history paper that I haven't begun yet.
oh well. i spent this weekend not worrying about school and making out and touching with Allen for hours instead.
in the long run, which will i remember more?
art history or orgasms?
as much as i appreciate the statue of the Aphrodite of Knidos, a Roman copy of a Greek original...
orgasms will get you through life happier.
at least for the moment.
so is it a saint? is it a dildo?
people would be much more excited about religion if they had dirty statues like this in church.