Right now...
It is hard for me to believe there is anything I want more than I want to live in my house. This "sex" thing people keep telling me about better be good.
posted by Megan at 6:59 AM
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6 Comments:
I still remember sex. It is pretty good, but not as good as a really great, long run. But babies... babies are probably better than sex. I'm cheering for you, and taking notes on your methodology.
Personally, I think DATING makes a lot more sense than MOVING for getting sex, but what would *I* know. Hope it works out.
fortunately for you once you find the one, you will still have the other. "let's go back to my place for the weekend... and bake pies in the buff."
Who would turn down an invite like that? although your renters would be a problem, maybe you should put a clause in the lease...
When you're getting it, sex is about 10% of life. When you're not, it eventually crowds out everything else.
I know that you're as likely to take my advice on this as to flap your arms really fast and fly south for the winter, but I still think you should find a nice friend and explain the situation.
"Look, I'm not trying to start anything complicated but I'm feeling too damn horny to think about much else at the moment. You're a guy. Surely there must be something you can do to help me out here. I'm thinking an hour, two hours of your time, tops. After, we'll get a nice big pizza and some beer and watch some silly Bruce Willis movie where they blow lots of stuff up."
Kingm:
That has been a lovely arrangement for me in the past, but there isn't a clean opportunity for that now.
Well, here's to the move, then. Good luck and congrats on surviving.
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