all I can commit to is maybe.

[enamoured]

You know what? There is something a little bit wrong with the balance of the universe when someone who is still in possession of their V-card is the one giving someone who is devirginated sex advice. Really. This is like, the second or third time in the past few months that I've managed to astound a few of my coworkers with my knowledge--and they don't even know that I'm considerably inexperienced.

(Did I mention that I know at least three people right now who are either expecting kids or in the midst of a pregnancy scare right now? WRAP IT UP, PEOPLE. WRAP. IT. UP.)

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There was once a time when I crushed on most of my male friends. After a while, I stopped doing that. Until John--and that was a nice little trainwreck (coincidentally: after not thinking about him for, oh, a month? I have a random dream about him coming up to me like he did near the end of last summer and talking to me like nothing even happened or nothing's changed at all. WTH, subconscious?!).

Anyway: random contest time! Identify the song that the lyric in the title line came from, and I'll... send you e-cookies. Or make you an icon. Or something.

Comments

[library-of-sex.livejournal.com]

Dude, I know a ton of girls from my high school that got knocked up. Surprisingly, it didn't happen till they graduated though, which was a big improvement over past classes!

[gannet-guts.livejournal.com]

Crush - Jennifer Paige. Page? Whatevs.

That's a little scary, that people aren't as informed as they should be. But not exactly surprising.