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Holy cow!

‘The male sperm is capable of fertilization for up to three days after ejaculation.’

I had no idea.

(I’m studying for my first lecture test in my nursing class — it’s tomorrow.)

Because who couldn’t use another kama sutra link with free content and a photo gallery?

This is very entertaining, and I thought I’d share with those of you who don’t read theferrett:

I felt like taking a break from all the serious programming I’ve been doing, so I returned to the Purity Quiz 2.0 to compile some demographic data and share it with the world. Thus, I present to you:

The Purity Quiz Statistics Page.

Yes, now you can see whether Conservatives or Liberals have wilder sex! Witness who’s gayer - men or women! And the skin tone that has the craziest sex on average? Well, it sure surprised me.

Anyway, it’s up. Go nuts.

Also, if you never got around to taking the quiz, here it is! The Ultimate Purity Quiz 2.0

When in a jam, what’s the strangest thing you’ve ever been resourceful enough to use as alternative sexual protection when a condom just wasn’t available?

(Pull and pray isn’t what we are looking for here, either.)

This idea appeals to the voyeur in me:

Mapping Sex in America takes our private stories and allows us to share them in an environment that encourages our contemplation. What are our boundaries? Prejudices? What turns us on and what offends us? What are the implications in terms of sex education, crime prevention, and disease control?

While I haven’t spent a lot of time looking at the entries, I’ve been disappointed so far. To each their own, I suppose.

Over brunch yesterday, I told that I wasn’t updating as often because I felt like people were tired of reading about how happy I am. She told me I’d be surprised. Somewhere along the way, a light bulb went off and I remembered: This is my journal! I can write about whatever I want!

Good news this week: I got an A on my A&P test and a 100 on my sociology test. Thank goodness for extra credit – it bumped me up into the A range. I’ll take it though, since there were only 4 A’s even after the extra credit.

Since we have a 3-day weekend, SK and I are headed out of town on our first road trip together.

Hotel Sex: Love it, or hate it?

Strange, the desire for certain pleasures is a part of my pain.
~Khalil Gibran

“FUCK” was still scratched in above it. As I’ve been doing my best to incorporate most of these amendments, I don’t think it fair to suddenly exclude this one even if it did mean a pretty radical shift in tone. By now you’ve probably noticed that except when safely contained by quotes, Zampano always steers clear of such questionable four-letter language. This instance in particular proves that beneath all that cool pseudo-academic hogwash lurked a very passionate man who knew how important it was to say “fuck” now and then, and say it loud too, relish its syllabic sweetness, its immigrant pride, a great American epic word really, starting at the lower lip, often the very front of the lower lip, before racing all the way to the back of the throat, where it finishes with a great blast, the concussive force of the K catching up then with the hush of the F already on its way, thus loading it with plenty of offense and edge and certainly ambiguity. FUCK. A great by-the-bootstrap prayer or curse if you prefer, depending on how you look at it, or use it, suited perfectly for hurling at the skies or at the world, or sometimes, if said just right, for uttering with enough love and fire, the woman beside you melts inside herself, immersed in all that word-heat.

House of Leaves – Mark Z. Danielewski

Isn’t that last line awesome? Here, let me show you again:

“sometimes, if said just right, for uttering with enough love and fire, the woman beside you melts inside herself, immersed in all that word-heat”

And that, my dear, is why I don’t think there is anything wrong with saying (or hearing!) ‘fuck me’ in bed.

This is the Friday confessional. IPs will not be logged, and anonymous posting is allowed!

Were you naughty this week? What did you think about when you jilled off last night? Are you going out catting around this weekend? Spill your secrets here!

And remember:
“Sticks and stones may break my bones
but whips and chains excite me”