Feeling obituous.
Feeling a little wierd combination of cuddly and horny. Huddly? Corny? Corn-huddly?
Okay, that last one sounds just wrong.
Maybe it's the cold, rainy weather. The idea of a nice warm fire, a little snugglin', and some movie watching sounds really good, but there's this horny little part of me (don't start now...) that knows it would probably lead to some extracurricular activities. Like soccer.
Maybe that's why I haven't cleaned out the living room yet.
Hey, there's still time. I don't exactly have any specific plans for sexual conquests, at least until Dec. 17th.
