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Last night, I made a list of every lover that I can remember. I am not ashamed of this list, nor am I proud. Sex is a natural part of our existance. Oh, and I like it. Once I wrote all of the names down (and, mind you, some were descriptions of people because I never got their names or was just too drunk to remember them), I wrote what my experience with them was like. There was a "wosrt", a "favorite", a "smallest pecker I've ever seen, poor guy", "horrible", "best lover EVER", "fun, but too many chigger bites", "love of my life", "DRRRRRRUNK", "oh, gross it's so embarrassing that I slept with that guy". The categories were assigned to all 22. There are technically 23, but I was only counting my male counterparts. I did this to actually have a count. Not because I'm on some kind of conquest mission, but mostly for a reality check.
OK, OK...I did it because I'm remembering my youth. There won't be anymore irresponsible sexual encounters anymore. I value my clean bill of health (CRAZY, right??), and I value the ease of no sexual drama....which leads to emotional drama, which leads to someone getting punched in the face.
Make no mistake, I am leaving room on the page for a few more names, but I would be oh, so happy if maybe - perhaps - it might only be one more, and that he'd fall under the category of "above and beyond anything I could ever hope or dream for".
Then again, I always have been a sucker like that.
February 18, 2009 11:33 AM