Talking with Esp in our new spot (off Hilltop overlooking the city), we decided we needed a code for our nonexistent sex lives:
In regard to penis size:
In regard to performance:
In regard to oral-ness:
If I orgasm:
I believe that was it. The gyno exam was not nearly as bad as one would have thought. My gyno made me really comfortable and, even gave me 2 free months of birth control pills. woo hoo! so that's over with.
I'm taking off for Santa Barbara tomorrow night for orientation -- woo hoo! Oh shit, it's 2am and I have to be at work at 8am. Shit shit shit. Why do I always screw myself like this?
But talking with Esp tonight was nice, after my headache went away and I flew a kite. Good spot for that: behind Movies 10. Also, McDonald's McFlurries kick ass.