Me So...

Fill in the word for yourself. trust your instincts. The first instinct is usually the right one.

Fortunately, my desire for Geezy was short-lived. That was a unique display of desperation. Don't get me wrong, the boy is sexy as a motha but I would probably have to talk to him in order to shag him. And the thought of wasting my oxygen on him doesn't make me especially happy.

Besides....

I'm going home to Mr. Green Apron in a little more than a week! Yaaaaaaaaaay! Sexxxxxxxxx! Love....no, just sex.

Heh heh heh.

Should be writing a paper. Let me stop writing this.

Would really like to fornicate right now, though.