Also been spending a lot of time with S lately. We went clubbing with her and some of her friends last night (which might account for the fuzzyheadedness today), and had a blast.
True conversation with someone I met there last night:
Me: "I'm sorry, I've totally forgotten your name. What was it again?"
Her: "Nikki. It's easy to remember. Just think of the Prince song when you think of me.
Me: "Hmm. Now that leads me to another question..."
Me: "Is that the answer to the question?"
So, on a completely unrelated note, here's the quiz:
Sex is interesting only when it's dysfunctional. The procreation part is boring; what makes it compelling is the fucked-up stuff it does to our heads.