Monday, August 19, 2002
Is there any way I should be this turned on by the OB commerical I just saw? Is there something magical about two young women reveling in the pleasures of sensible reproductive health? Is there anything special about the schematic diagrams of a new, improved apparatus I will never totally understand?
What the hell is wrong with me?
I suppose that I could still be feeling the aftershocks of my brush with Joey.
But it's more than that. So much more.