tigerpig

im going to edinburgh at the end of the month. woohoo! im so gonna get drunk and play risk with james and emma.

also, just so you know, the boy from bible college has a filthy mind and talks smut and sex all the time to the point where it is boring. i hate that.

of course, i got drunk and told him id "pop round to the bible college next week" so he could draw me naked. but now, sober, in the cold light of rational thought, i realise that being naked with someone who is terribly sexually repressed while they look at my body will not make me feel particularly like a piece of artwork. it will make me feel like a peice of meat.

today im wearing my thursdays in black teeshirt and im reading the vagina monologues. i read it is public,on the bus, in front of my bosses 15 year old daughter...

harry and i talked about it last night and bibleboy of course turned it from an intellectual discussion to smut and filth.

im through with penis.

i dont like birth control. im focussing on penis control...

yep. im done with shlong, wang, nob, dick, pork sword, luncheon trudgeon... the works...


i love my yoni